I guess people watching is a natural extension to the way a writer’s brain works. We seem to be constantly processing our environment for new information and perspectives that we can use in our written words.
At any rate, I’m a people watcher. I watch the strangers I pass on any given day. I watch my family and I watch my friends.
Yesterday I was thinking how grateful I am for the many different people I have to watch. I’m extremely blessed to have so many different lives cross paths with mine. Now, before they all get paranoid, let me explain a little further.
In the past few weeks I’ve learned the following lessons from watching my friends.
Never forget how much God has blessed you.
Keep your problems in perspective.
Give better than you expect to get back.
When you really want something, it’s okay to let other things go.
Children are, um, delightful.
In the long run, little things can mean as much as big things.
It’s okay to give in and whine, just get back up again when you’re done.
Worship is a family occasion.
In short, because I watch, I learn how blessed I really am. I learn how to keep my own life in perspective. I learn more of who I am and how much my Heavenly Father loves me.
Yes, sometimes the stuff I see is great fodder for a story, but most of the time, what I see makes me a better me. So, for all those people out there that I’m watching – Thanks for sharing something of yourself with me. I want to be just like you when I grow up.
At any rate, I’m a people watcher. I watch the strangers I pass on any given day. I watch my family and I watch my friends.
Yesterday I was thinking how grateful I am for the many different people I have to watch. I’m extremely blessed to have so many different lives cross paths with mine. Now, before they all get paranoid, let me explain a little further.
In the past few weeks I’ve learned the following lessons from watching my friends.
Never forget how much God has blessed you.
Keep your problems in perspective.
Give better than you expect to get back.
When you really want something, it’s okay to let other things go.
Children are, um, delightful.
In the long run, little things can mean as much as big things.
It’s okay to give in and whine, just get back up again when you’re done.
Worship is a family occasion.
In short, because I watch, I learn how blessed I really am. I learn how to keep my own life in perspective. I learn more of who I am and how much my Heavenly Father loves me.
Yes, sometimes the stuff I see is great fodder for a story, but most of the time, what I see makes me a better me. So, for all those people out there that I’m watching – Thanks for sharing something of yourself with me. I want to be just like you when I grow up.
3 comments:
Thanks for this sweet post. I'd bet you have some people watching back at you--in awe!
I just tagged you!
http://tristipinkston.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag.html
Gosh, Marsha- you know I'm a total sucker for flattery, don't you! You're pretty awesome yourself. :)
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