Acceptance

Whenever I get lost on a certain word, I go to Wikipedia to read up on it. Sometimes I get lost in the definitions of words that turns into a path of links and I forget where I started.
This happened tonight.
I found a list of ’emotions’ and all the words jumped out at me, urgently asking for attention. I copied the list and began looking at each one of them. They were all beautiful words, each one begging to be examined more deeply.

Tonight’s word was acceptance. How can I incorporate that word into my daily life? I then realized how much ‘acceptance’ I do have. It’s not always unconditional or without questioning it, but I do have it.

The next question I asked myself what my limits to acceptance are?
My doctor made sure that in order to save my life, I was going to have to put limits on what I will or will not except in my life.
Without question, the number one thing was to avoid drama. Shaun and I have taken a solid stand on being the ‘common ground’. We refuse to be pulled into other people’s drama. We have also said that is the thing we want our children to learn.
It’s amazing how many times you have to ask your teenage daughter, “How does all of that drama have to do with YOU?”

According to Wikipedia, Acceptance… usually refers to the experience of a situation without an intention to change that situation.

I’m never true to my SELF when it comes to accepting things. I want to be a certain type of person…an organized, together, ‘got it done’ type of person. Unfortunitly I am not that person. I want to be a ‘get out there and do it and experience it’ type of person. I am also not that person.
Is this something I accept? How do I push myself to be that person if it’s something I want? Or do I realize I am not that person and stop trying to change it?

When I was a teenager and my parents and I would bounce off to church every Sunday, the one thing that always stuck with me (because I was stubborn) was Faith is believing what you can not see. I couldn’t SEE my faith, but damn it, I better believe it or I will rot in hell (Baptist…of course).

I think that is what my acceptance has to be. I have to believe that there are things I can’t change.

I asked you what your blessings were for the weekend and I was personally touched by each of your responses. I craved more and more comments so I could swim in your blessed moments.

What are your thoughts on the word ‘acceptance’? What do you Accept in your life?