Challenges. I would prefer to be met with only simple challenges. Things that I can say, "Oh here, this will work." Or, "Hmmm, let's try this instead." And whatever the thing was, that would not work, resisted - suddenly does work by my ability to substitute, see a shortcut, make a make-do.
I've observed that people, often young people, will generally comment when asked, that they love their work or feel satisfied with their accomplishments on account of the challenges. Every time I hear that, I truly pause. It makes me think about the little saying, "be careful what you wish for."
Challenges to me, mean something isn't going right and I have to fix it. I like my work as a homemaker caring for my crew of men and am happy with my accomplishments, but not because any of it was a challenge. The days that go well, with few or any glitches are happier for everyone.
I am thankful for opportunities. But if there are challenges lying inside the opportunities, I am not so sure that those are the things I want to remember most fondly or thrive on intellectually or creatively. Yet, despite how I like to skip the challenges, I know that it is those things which sharpen our minds, focus our thinking, clarify our purpose.
Yesterday the most challenging thing in my morning was a cat fight. Literally. The afternoon brought a challenge bigger and deeper, longer in the making and puzzling to resolve. How the day was better for it, I still am not sure. One Old Man needs more care than I or my friend the Doctor can give him at home. But he is resistant. The Doctor looked at me and said, "I don't know what to do. Let's pray." So we stood at the side of the road, in the cold rain, praying, because we were met with a challenge, bigger than anything we can fix by ourselves.
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