Life is hard.
I have been known to dwell on this fact from time to time. I’ve been known to author sad and pathetic posts about this from time to time. I’ve been known to whine incessantly until the person on the other end of the telephone fakes a medical emergency to avoid having to talk to me anymore from time to time. Often, when life hands me lemons, I chuck them at innocent cyclists rather than making the lemonade God intended. And while those innocent cyclists in their brightly-colored, embarrassingly snarky body suits may have had it coming- I’m suddenly quite thirsty and find myself with nothing to drink but prune juice. And with nothing to drink but prune juice, I am presented with a whole new set of problems.
Straight up- I’m not really a lemonade kind of girl. So when I am faced with life’s trials I opt for mango sorbet. Because not only is it refreshingly delicious, but has the creamy texture of ice cream without the artery clogging saturated fat. It is scrumtrulescent. It is a delight. But I’ll be honest, it isn’t easy making happy mango sorbet from life’s lemons.
First of all, you have to accept that life is both difficult and unfair for most everyone and that it isn’t singling you out because frankly, you’re not THAT special. Let marinate. Secondly, you should honestly and periodically self-evaluate. Maybe you ARE doing something wrong. Or maybe you’re doing the best you can and simply need to readjust your expectations. Maybe you need to humble yourself and pray for help. Or get up out yo comfort zone and serve someone else. Allow to chill. The third and final step is the most difficult for me. Endure. Be patient. Quit rubbernecking your problems lest you crash and burn. Keep moving foreword. Be positive. Have faith that in due time, with consistent effort and a lot of help from Heavenly Father, you can overcome your trials no matter what they be. Serve and enjoy.
Life is hard. And it may not be easy making mango sorbet from lemons. But when faced with the alternative of prune juice and a gang of angry cyclists, totally worth it.
Well put. I might read this verbatim for my next Sacrament Meeting talk, if you don’t mind. No closing testimony, just “…totally worth it”, then crumble up the paper, throw it into the congregation, and take my seat. The Bishop might be confused by the resounding applause.
Unbelievable! You my dear, and your writing skills are what is scrumtrulescent!!
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No.
Life pretty much hates me, singles me out, and forces me to drink prune juice…
LOL! In your case Broseph, this may indeed be the case.
Life gave me lemons, but when I cut one open, there was nothing but dry, shrivelly pulp inside…My neighbor directly next store has an entire tree full of lucious juicy lemons. Don’t ask me why. There’s about 50 lemons on my tree but they are all useless.
Or ARE they?
You see, I have an entire tree full of fruit that I can pelt at the scoundrels that squeal their tires on the street and wake up my kids without any guilt that I’m being wasteful. Life gave me lemons, so I am wreaking havoc. Mwahahahah!!!!!
… when life gives you lemons, drink prune juice…
AngPang – I respect that. Chuck one for me, will ya.
i won’t leave blogger for facebook…don’t you worry. i’m here for you…chillin’ in sunny san diego, ready to read and be served. personal, i’m raspberry sorbet kinda girl, i still like my sassy sarcasm every once in awhile and mango is just to darn sweet for me. smiles!!
you need to post this on no molly please plus the love languages one. if you deny my request you will be sorry.