Get out of the sorry box...

Get out of the sorry box...

This is a phrase I only heard once from my grandfather, speaking to me about a situation that I cannot remember now. Just like now, it was a situation that was too insignificant for me to be feeling sorry for myself.  Whenever I am feeling this way, I tell myself to “Get out of the sorry box” because I have so much to be thankful for.

On Saturday I was sitting in my spot, in front of my computer just staring.  I was in the insignificant sorry box. The day was dreary with rain and rapidly falling temperatures. Devastating weather had caused massive destruction in countless places across the United States. Yet I sat in my insignificant sorry box just because things weren’t as I wish they would be for me. I felt ashamed for being in that place.

With my back to the window I felt a glow behind me, calling for me to look. I knew it was a rainbow before I peeped out between the blinds. Perhaps my grandfather sent me a rainbow telling me to “Get out of the sorry box.” I smiled and said, “Thank you.”

“Sorrow looks back, worry looks around, faith looks up.”

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Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Hebrews 11:1

Here's the thing... This post was "pin" inspired by the following quote that I say to "me & myself" when we need nudging out of the sorry box.

 

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