Sometimes it takes work - Remodeling and remolding takes work

Sometimes it just takes work. The picture to the left is part of a game Liam and I play as he passes me with his walker. As he and I make eye contact through the chair he will smile and he makes me smile. It is like a game of peek a boo. The picture came easy.
We are remodeling the upstairs bedroom and as we do the work we find more work is needed than what we planned. That happens as you work on a 132 year old house. The out come will have many benefits of a greener house, but it takes work.

Talking with an old friend today we discover we had more in common than I thought. In my mental health I have been working on three things, anxiety, depression, and avoid becoming a grumpy old man. In our conversation, many of the old scars in life we share. I shared some of my new insights and we could both see we have our work cut out ahead of us. I , but I wish I could tell you different, but I am afraid it takes work. I think it will be my battle as long as I am in the flesh. That may sound bad, but I look at it as a battle worth fighting. Anxiety is way down, depression is better and I look at my grumpy issues as opportunities to be different from the events of my childhood.  As I age I can live with purpose and hope of days well lived. Paul said as his life was coming to an end, "I have fought the good fight."

Putting into practice what I am learning in therapy and Bible study takes work. It is certainly things we do with God's help. I am not sure it is possible with out His love and power.

Another friend and mentor in my life is now in his eighties, fighting cancer. He still is sending nearly daily emails of positive truths, promises and hope with an occasional challenge. Battling cancer and old age has its difficulties. He would share it takes work. His faith has allot to do with his success. Yea it takes work but I like to think it is energized by faith, hope and love. Keep walking