Monday, February 14, 2011

material things

Why is it that we put so much stock in material things? i know i do. i WAS having a great day the sun is out, it's fifty degrees, its just so refreshing after a ton of snow days, but then the unthinkable happened, my phone died. suddenly my day turned sour. i was on my last stop of my errands (car was salt free on the outside and goldfish/ old fries free on the inside, of course i stopped at target since i was in town and no one melted down or peed their pants), the post office, and of course my 2 1/2 year old was not listening you know the kind of naughty where you get huffs and dirty looks from the more senior folks in line waiting for the only window open even though there are four, the baby had just fallen asleep as we were pulling in to park so i had to wake him and he was a little sad (ok so he was crying in the stroller), five minuets before i would have let all of that roll off my back but NOW it all affected me. really laina? a phone and suddenly the world is on my shoulders. it just got me thinking were are my priorities? what value do i place on things? a ton and they are worth nothing! my sweet  innocent children learn more from example rather than direction, what is it exactly that i'm teaching them? then as i was driving home i heard this is the stuff by francesca battistelli on the radio (i hear You and thank You sometimes i need just a little reminder that it's all bigger than just me and my junk)

I lost my keys in the great unknown
And call me please 'Cuz I can't find my phone

This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use

45 in a 35
Sirens and fines while I'm running behind
Whoa

This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use

So break me of impatience
Conquer my frustrations
I've got a new appreciation
It's not the end of the world
Oh Oh Oh

This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff
Someone save me
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
And I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use

Oh Oh Oh Oh
This is the stuff You use