>How often do we stop and look at our lives and feel honest-to-God contentment? In my opinion, not often enough.
Tonight I was driving home when I managed to get behind a large, dump-style truck filled with blocks of ice. Due to the heat, the ice was slowly melting causing a steady stream of ice water to flow off the back of the truck. I was riding my motor bike in shorts and a t-shirt and it was wonderful! I almost followed that truck home instead of continuing on to my own house. You see, it is hot here, really hot. And that ice truck was heavenly gift to cool me off. 🙂
As I was driving along enjoying the portable air conditioning, I couldn’t help but sigh with contentment. For the first time since my sister died in 2006, I feel happy and content. There is not the usual sense of a ten ton burden on my shoulders weighing me down until I feel like I can’t move. I was so angry with Tiffany for most of her life and even more so after her death and I had no idea how to get rid of that burden. But I recently discovered the power of forgiveness and it turned my life around. I am laughing a lot more. I’m enjoying moments where I can sit and be quiet without my brain going 100 mph. I can hear God again and I don’t feel like hiding from him. And I can sleep again.
Life is good. Thank you Mr. Ice Truck for once again making me realize how lucky I am.