So I was walking down the sidewalk this morning, and my phone rings. It's Trevor in the glass elevator, watching me walk down the sidewalk, calling to complement me. That, ladies and gentlemen, is how to treat your wife! Major brownie points for Trevor...
Then two guys stepped back to let me in the c-train a head of them, which was also very nice. It's good to know I don't LOOK like an old married woman, anyway! :)
I ended up getting to go out last night - the place they were going to go was too crowded, so they went to Brewsters instead, and I could go there. It was fun, and I got some interesting career suggestions, but I'm having an issue with something.
See, in church on Sunday, the reading reminded me of this verse from Philippians that I've been trying very hard to adhere to, but I just keep forgetting!
Philippians 4:8 (NIV)
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
I've been trying really hard to be more encouraging and I'm having such a hard time with it!
Romans 7:18b-23a (NIV)
For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. 19 For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. 20 Now if I do what I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it. 21 So I find this law at work: When I want to do good, evil is right there with me. 22 For in my inner being I delight in God's law; 23 but I see another law at work in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin.
Driving me crazy, this is. I mean, I'm sure my friends know I love them, but I can talk pretty mean when I get going, and I don't much like myself afterwards. A little friendly heckling is ok, but I keep forgetting where to draw the line. I don't think I've hurt anyone's feelings, but I worry that I might say the wrong thing to the wrong person at the wrong time. Sigh...