Sight.
Look what I saw while taking out the trash this morning.
What does this look like to you?
I don’t know…to me this looks like a giant (and inventive) homemade bong. Er… I mean water pipe.
Giggling…I was like “Na-ah.”
And went to admire inspect the craftwork ….
of a pool pump.
I really need to grow up.
Sound.
I suppose my bong-mirage this morning got me thinking of the song I Love You Mary Jane which led to my jam of the day…Fallin’ – a collab between Teenage Fanclub and De La. Listen (if you want). Let me know if you do.
“Travelling at the speed of love….”
Soliloquy.
I listened to a message wherein the Pastor touched on the importance of a teachable spirit. A light bulb lit my brain; I realized those were the precise words to describe an aspect of myself I truly love. (The list isn’t long, so I cherish each and every one.) I could never find the right words; now I have them.
I have a teachable spirit.
Since then, I’ve been pondering and contemplating the qualities and benefits of a teachable spirit (as I often do when moved by God).
My “teachable spirit” is my willingness to learn from almost every aspect of life, it is my eagerness to hear, consider and often accept other points of view, my openness to critique and ability for self examination and self-doubt.
The only thing I truly KNOW is that I DONT KNOW everything.
I’m secure in that. I think the lack of a teachable spirit indicates a level of insecurity in a person. They refuse to be corrected, or feel like they are under attack when an alternative is mentioned, they are defensive and quick to argue their point.
I think that person would miss out on so much of life and the world.
He who ignores discipline despises himself, but whoever heeds correction gains understanding. Prov15:32
Well then.
I can go on and on. I won’t.
But you can (if you want).
PS- It was a pool pump (or was it?). Right? Right?
