Over a month ago Brandon informed me that I could post things on the blog and asked me to write a little something. Needless to say, I've been a little slow at getting it done. My biggest cause for procrastination was not really knowing what to say to all 3 of you who might read this. I'm still not sure what is going to come out so read on at your own risk.
I saw the movie "Under the Tuscan Sun" this past weekend. In addition to being pursuaded that Brandon and I should add Itlay to our list of potential places to land, I was struck by another thought. In this movie, a newly divorced woman, Frances, buys a villa in Tuscany on a whim. In the midst of buyers remorse, she is asking why she bought such a large place for herself. She goes on to say she wants a wedding to take place there, people to cook for, and a family to call the villa home. Her dream, of course, is that it will be her wedding, her family who live there.
In one of the last scenes of the movie, someone points out to her that she has gotten her wish. A wedding has taken place. A family has taken residence. She has had people to cook for. But it wasn't her wedding, it's not her family, and those she had been able to cook for are gone.
The thought that came to me was this: sometimes God grants me my desires - but like Frances, I nearly miss it because it does not come packaged the way I thought it would. At that point I have a choice. I can foolishly cling to the way I wanted things to work out and resent that it didn't, or I can let go of that picture and fully embrace the gift God has given me. I know which choice will lead to a more enjoyable, fulfilled life. Guess it's a matter of consistenly applying that knowledge.
Brilliantly said by Brandon's better half.
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