Faith Journey

I was unknowingly, ruminating the other day, allowing painful memories to invade my peace. All of a sudden I realized what was happening and I stopped. It occurred to me that my mind has a library of information and within that library, are books that are memories. They are full stories, some short, some long, but they consist of memories. I began to wonder why my mind chose to take a book off of the shelf with painful memories, to remember and feel that twinge of emotion? Something has to change.

All of our lives are made up of lots of different books in the libraries of our mind. It’s normal. It’s how we are made. But I’m starting to wonder if it’s possible to be more selective on the books that I open. Note to self. *Work on that!*

I also got thinking about how every day going forward new stories are being written. That seems like a very cool opportunity! So, in my thought library, I am choosing to write new books, make new memories, chase after joy.  I’m writing a book! Who knew?