What am I carrying…

I heard this story…

A psychologist walked around a classroom while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face, she inquired: “How heavy is this glass of water?”

Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz.

She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.”

She continued, “The stresses and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed – incapable of doing anything.”

Remember to put the glass down. 

 

As I continue to work in step 4, I put the glass down that I’ve been carrying. Such a cool visual. 

Today is hard for my sons. They are struggling with the Dad they have and the Dad they wish they had. 

Just like I have, I pray one day they will be willing to accept him for who he is what he is capable of. 

My journey to serenity continues…