I say no more than I say yes.
I didn’t realize it until I became conscious of it. My real life friend Jennifer issued a personal challenge for herself: to say yes as often as she could this summer.
She encouraged me to do the same.
I learned something the first day I tried it: I say no all the time.
Naturally, I choose no more than yes.
I don’t like this about me.
Oh, I can offer dozens of excuses for why I say no. Safety is obviously a priority. Cleanliness is way up there too. But I like structure, organization. I like control. And I can maintain control if I say no.
Often times, saying yes requires more work for me. I say no because I’m selfish.
So, I’m baby-stepping, I’m trying to say yes more.
Yes, you can do sidewalk chalk in your pajamas. Yes, you can pull all the cushions off the couch for family movie night.
(Try not to look at what was under the couch cushions)
It’s not easy for me to say yes.
And I’m not good at it.
Lisa (the genius blogger behind the retired Domestic Accident) sent me this link.
I encourage you to watch the video or listen to the tract. It’s from a Mom, who is dying. She writes about how Death is Not Dying. She talks about saying yes and about capturing each moment and about finding true happiness at the Cross.
I was moved deeply by it.
Moved to say yes.
Yes, you can have a silly string fight on the trampoline.
Yes, you can build a fort on the landing and leave it up for two days. Yes, you can eat lunch in it. Yes, you can introduce your sister to Sleeping Beauty on my laptop in the fort….
Yes, yes, yes.
It’s getting easier.
Is it hard for you to say yes or are you a natural?
Food for the Soul:
You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand. Psalm 16:11