One weed gone. Two weeds gone. Three weeds gone.
The job was achingly slow, and from my vantage point, I wasn’t doing any good at all. My neck hurt. My hands hurt. My knees hurt. My back hurt.
Sundown came, and after putting my tools in the shed, I paused for one final look around.
Wow! Was that my yard? It looked almost weed-free. What a difference a different perspective made.
And indeed, it does.
Whatever you’re facing in life—a looming deadline, a difficult child or your very own Red Sea—stepping away from the problem keeps your focus realistically fine tuned.
Things that once seemed larger than life, don’t seem so large anymore. And things you didn't notice before, suddenly become clear. In other words, what you see depends mainly on where you're standing. ♦