Concrete Truth

So it's been pretty hot lately and I must say... I LOVE IT! I prefer hot over cold any day! I like the heat, I don't know why. I don't really sweat, so maybe that's why. Today, as with every day, I went to check the mail. I always (except for in the winter) check the mail without any shoes on. This is my idea of camping. Today the concrete was a little warm. The minute I stepped on the driveway, it brought back a memory of when I was a little girl living in Mertzon, TX. I remember playing outside and the concrete was so incredibly hot that it felt like it was really really cold. Do you know what I'm talking about? Today when I remembered this, I looked down at my toes like I used to when I was little. I remember that it used to weird me out because my feet felt cold concrete although I knew that the truth was that it was really very very hot.

It reminded me that we sometimes we allow our circumstances to dictate how we feel. The heat of the concrete was telling my feet to feel cold, when that clearly was not the truth.

Becareful not to let your concrete tell you how to feel. Stand on the Truth.