Brie Cheese

I am writing this blog in my recliner, eating pieces of sliced cheese on little rice crackers. It is Brie Cheese, that soft French cheese with a pungy taste, my favorite. Patty came home tonight after she went for a doctor’s visit. She stopped on the way home and bought it for me as a treat. I felt very special and loved.

It is funny how little effort it takes to make someone feel special, but it does take thinking about others and what would bless them. My problem is that my thinking is so often locked onto goals, to-do lists, and projects that I don’t think of little things like what Patty thought of for me.

I have a project to train myself to think about others more, much more than I usually do, especially Patty, to think about things I can do that communicate love, concern, and care. I often excuse myself by saying that is not how I am or think. That is why I need to train myself, so that is the way I think, and that is who I am. One of the beautiful things about how God created us is that we can grow, change, and improve if we want to and choose to. I certainly want to, and I am choosing to, as well.

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