Let's Be Real

As I get more settled into my new apartment, I have time to sit and think and ponder. One of the things I am pondering is why we change our view about certain subjects depending on who it is affecting. For instance, if it's wrong for "Susie" to do something (and we, as humans talk about Susie like she has the plague), then when "Carol" does the same thing we don't seem to have anything negative to say. Yet, the two women did the same thing!!

It appears to me that people are not real. Some people are seeking something from others and that affects how they respond to certain events. If someone is trying to gain something, be more recognized or possibly appear to be a closer friend, there will not be any negative words said aloud to anyone. This is PURE PHONEYNESS (sp). I'm trying to figure out why people can't be for real.

Yet, I don't want to dwell on unreal people. I really am trying hard (it's not always easy) to focus on positive things and be around positive people (again, not always possible). But, I keep trying. As I get older (thank You, Lord), I do realize more and more that it's not what people say or do that matters, it's what the Lord says and does. I am spending my time doing my best to get and stay focused on the Lord. The things that used to excite me, don't anymore. Peace, love, joy, stability, harmony, connection (with the Lord), happiness, contentment, appreciation are some of the states of emotions that I am now looking forward to, appreciating and loving. God be praised for this.

I used to look at the happiness of others and say I with I had that. Now, they can look at the happiness I have and say the same. In other words, I'm not looking at others and wanting what they have. I have it with the Lord and I'm enjoying it. I appreciate the Lord working on me, helping me grow, leading me and blessing me. Looking at others, just like the blog started out, caused me to get confused, messed up and jacked up. I finally got tired of being that way. I'm a work-in-progress but I'm His work.