Teach me your way, Lord,
that I may rely on your faithfulness;
give me an undivided heart,
that I may fear your name.
Psalm 86:11
In the process of learning, I am reading, once again, through the scriptures.
In my other reading and studying, I am focusing on British literature and history. I’ve been listening to a British history podcast at home and when traveling to a Shakespeare podcast.
I’m working on my Spanish, thanks to Duolingo.
And, thanks to a friend, I am trying to learn to play the ukulele. So far,I’ve learned that my fingers are too soft, and too big.
I’m still trying.
I have other things I want to learn.
But, I’m also learning that I can’t jump back into things too fast.
I was far too busy before the pandemic, even for someone who didn’t have my diagnosis.
I’m endeavoring, or learning, not to do that again.
In other words, I’m learning to say no.
Actually this week I learned to say I’m sorry I initially said yes, but I have to say no.
And that’s okay.
I wrote yesterday about the importance of people and relationships.
Just as important, or at least almost important, is recognizing that it’s okay to say you don’t want to do something, or you don’t want to try something.
I realize I run the risk of having my Southern card revoked, but a few years back I accepted the fact that I just don’t enjoy deviled eggs. They show up at just about any southern gathering and to be polite one would end up on my plate.
I was finally able to say “You know, I really don’t like these.”
And that’s also okay.
Learning, whether the big things or the small things doesn’t stop when we finish school.
I’m learning daily.
Perhaps more realistically, I’m learning daily what I just don’t know.
That’s also, also okay, as long as I don’t stop.
Probably the biggest thing I learned this week was something I already knew. Don’t wait until 10:00 p.m. the night before to come up with a blog topic.
Sorry for the rambling, but thanks for stopping by.
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