I am a closet "many things." I always have been. So often I feel inspired to start *fill in the the blank* and yet within a short amount of time, the motivation ends and back into the closet it goes. Why is this, I wonder? My closet is getting pretty crowded.
And so it begins. Really? Am I actually writing this down instead of sending it back to the closet once more? I've had a life long passion and desire to put words on paper, literally - that's how old the desire is. I'm actually doing it this time? Wow!
So what made the difference today? I consider this, my much needed break from a very stressful job that takes so much, too much, out of me. I walk outside and there I see them...the beautiful, happy, sweet little cluster of Daffodils. My faithful early bloomers that come up every year way before the others below ground are even considering it...after all, it's January and bloom time is typically March!
As God often does, He uses this sweet snapshot of nature to share with me something I need to know. This time it's that these little Daffodils are so optimistic and eager for what the coming of Spring so often brings...the renewal of old, the start of new, the hope for something fresh and wonderful. So unlike my tendancy, they just go for it, make a break for the surface. And here they are, having done the simplest thing they knew would make them feel good, which for my Daffodils, I believe, is to make my heart happy. And they do.
I instantly realize the parallel. I too am eager for change, renewal, something altogether fresh and wonderful. There are so many simple things in that dusty closet that I know would make me happy if I just did them; like writing. Click! There it is! I instantly think of a friend I recently encouraged to just start writing, to stop over-thinking the outcome and just do it. So what about me, and following my own advice?
I realize it's time for early Spring cleaning. And so, once and for all, I'm making a break for the surface.