We have choices all the time—how we will react, what we will do based on the situations at hand. Three years ago, a worker fund a thriving hive of honeybees under my log cabin, right under my bedroom. I had to call a beekeeper to remove them. The man gave me a piece of the comb, and it was the most delicious honey I had ever tasted. At the time I wasn’t living there full time, and when I did move to my mountain two years ago, I decided to take up beekeeping as a hobby. Last week I harvested five gallons of amazing honey, and almost immediately, sold 2 gallons of it. My sweet bee-ladies are paying for their keep!
I had a choice. I could have looked at the invasion of the bees as a nuisance—even tried to kill them (ok, that was never an option for me!) Rather I chose to support their existence on my land and help them to thrive. In return they allow me to taste the ‘sweetness of life”.
What choices are facing you today? How will you look at them? As a loving observer or as a judge? Just sayin’~
