Welcome to my life. Two dogs in a small desert landscaped (rocked) backyard.
I try as best I can to help with the dogie doo-doo pick up, but for the most part, my wonderful husband carries (literally) most of the crap in this relationship.
On this mid-winter day with the high of 75° and lots of sun (this is where the east coast peeps tell me to 'Shut it') I thought I would tackle some of the clean up.
Things were going well and then my sweet (errrrg) Charlie girl conveniently let one drop a foot from where I was standing. Convenient, right? So I thought I would just grab it right away, but when I did, it was mushy, it fell apart and made a mess all over my (covered in plastic) hand and bag.
I tacked the poop to soon!
Ironically, this has been the story of my last few days. (cue Facebook transition)
I constantly see the baiting, broad sweeping statements and opposing views on Facebook (and those are my friends), but I typically choose to ignore them, but this week I could not resist the urge to tackle a few of them head on. In certain cases, just like my dog poop, it left more of a mess than if I would have just left it alone.
You see, my dogs are gonna crap till the day they die and we will continue to pick it up, but if we just let the poop settle for a day, the mess is much easier to handle and contain.
There you go...life lesson. There will always be things that pop up or poop in our Facebook feed. Sometimes, if we just let it settle and solidify in cyber-world or more importantly in our hearts as we take time to reflect on how to handle it with love, it will leave less of a mess than if we would have jumped all over it moments after it has been posted and brought into our feeds for reflection. And in some cases, it's simply best to just keep scrolling and let it go completely (the Facebook posts, not the dog poop.) 💩
Who would have thought that picking up my dog's never ending supply of doo-doo would have such eternal life lessons? Not me, but I'll take the lessons anyway I can get them.
Love you in the Lord, Mia
A collection of writings from a life based on the truth that about midnight anything can happen.
As an imperfect servant of the Lord, I often feel I am fumbling my way through life, looking upward for guidance and outward to love. So, I write about it, to break up the noise in my head.