It was an interesting time to spend a day consciously aware of “being” rather than “doing”.  I have never attempted anything like this before.  I’ve always been somewhat phobic about this because I wouldn’t never trust what I would end up being.  My fears always gripped me thinking I would “be” like dad or “be” like my brother.  Those being the case, I would fulfill what my fears always said (screamed) in my mind.  However, I found yesterday that being meant I was  being interruptive at times when the conversation wasn’t saying what I wanted said, I was being generous when my daughter wanted to get flowers to plant in their flower beds, I was being helpful when it came to getting the house ready for the carpet layers and I was being helpful when it was time to get the furniture back in its proper locations.

It was an interesting awakening most of all to find that while being, I was doing.  In fact the two naturally happen together.  My grandson wanted to help plant the many flowers we had bought.  Usually I try to not let this happen so they will be planted “just right”.  However I was immediately checked so I said sure and he and I did many of them together.  I found that being kind didn’t destroy what I was doing.  By the end of the day I had found that it was a genuinely good day.  I had done more than I had ever expected but while doing, I was being the whole time.  The two seem to complete one another.  However, the doing is done so much better when I am awake to being the person God wants me to be.  This is such a simple thing, but it isn’t for me.  It has been fundamental so I’m going to stay with this until God says I have it more ingrained into my day to day living.