We were bought out. It was the "Home of the week" and someone else made a cash offer that the owner couldn't resist. Boo.
I could probably give you a million reasons why we NEEDED that house; why it HAD to be the perfect one for us. But in truth - I was anxious that it was a little more than we were hoping to spend and simply put... It wasn't the house for us.
And now we're left in the wake of things. The dreaming of more. All the things we could have and do. "Life would just be better if we were in this house..."
I need a respite. I need a break from all of that "want". Yesterday my respite came away from blogging and keeping a strict "blogger schedule..."
And, a trip to "Walden Pond"... In truth, I went down to the lake, took out a canoe, brought the dog along and ran the canoe aground in a secluded spot...
Within Heim's book she quotes sixteenth-century French writer Francois Rabelais - "For he who can wait, everything comes in time." Why can't I believe that? Why do I rush into wanting more more more...
Last Friday I listed things I loved and it lifted my spirits to remember there are good things in my life. But, they are THINGS after all... Are there ways I can simplify and eliminate some of this need for "more" or "bigger and better"?
I love my family. My husband and all those extended.
I love the smell of the fresh air coming right off the lake.
I love the joy that came from the guy who launched his boat, blasted his country music & shouted "Yee-haw" as he sped off.
I love my puppy who loves me and just wants to be close - even if I'm reading.
I love the sound of the crashing waves - trying to lull me to sleep.
I love the strength I build in my arms when I have to paddle the canoe by myself (haha... that one's a little sarcastic)
But seriously - these are all GOD-given "things" that are more perfect and lovely than anything I can buy...
"Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify. Simplify."