I walked into a door. I was so preoccupied with a particular thought, that I didn't even see the plate glass door in front of me.
The blow to my head woke me up out of my trance, and the expressions on the faces of the those who witnessed this, brought me back into reality. The hard part was staggering into the store, acting like nothing happened. I chuckled to myself, as I was processing what I just experienced. I was so fixed on a thought, that I was oblivious to my whereabouts.
Now for me, that is a feat, as it takes a lot to get this hyper Italian to be totally zoned out. Wow....the power of a thought. So...
What if I was to be this focused on Jesus? Oh the doors that would be opened up in my life... the door of peace,
the door of joy,
the door of love. Taking my eyes off of me, myself and I...and to focus them on "...whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy.."
Philippians 4:8-9 ...then... I could probably walk through a plate glass door and be thankful. Will I still feel the pain...The sting of life?
But fixing my eyes on the One who is walking with me, step by step,
I am able to walk away with a smile on my face because I know that