Sacrifices

So, I've been thinking about a conversation we had in our women's group at church a few weeks ago. Which really isn't relevant, but it sparked this thought: Every decision we make requires a sacrifice and offers a blessing. Like, if I eat too many chocolate chip cookies, I won't fit into my swimsuit, but I'll be blessed with the sweet chocolatey taste melting in my mouth. Anyway, with Jared gone, I get depressed at times because I miss him, and it's hard to be a single mom, and my kids demand my complete and constant attention. And I was thinking that I could give into the depression today, and hide in a book, or I could involve myself with laundry, baking cookies, and interacting with the kids. Well, guess what? The second option was harder, but I'm much happier now. Plus I actually got some things done, which means I won't be looking at piles of dirty clothing tomorrow and getting more depressed. And walking up and down the stairs to the laundry room burns calories, so I can eat more cookies... which is also good!
As Oprah would say, this was an "Aha!" moment for me.