Since I'm one of those peculiar fellows who can over intellectualize and apricot, and who are given to sudden and unbidden moments of introspection, I sometimes create difficulties for myself, in my own head.
We're going camping tomorrow, And I have been packing things up, like the dry food box, the dry goods box, the kitchen equipment box and now the Misc. Camp Gear box. All the while I was thinking this is a labor of love, a way to provide my Family and Friends with an opportunity to get together in a relaxed and relaxing place, away from the City and it's noise, in a location where nobody has to travel too far. The I suddenly had one of "those" moments.
Is this trip really an act of love, or is it an opportunity for selfishness? Basically, in the last week or so people have been bailing, mostly for very good reasons. Usually, the reasons are work related. But I was feeling let down and disappointed, because The date has been set for months, and I've been planning for months. So as I cleaned the chimney for the citronella lantern I was thinking that I had spent hundreds of dollars getting equipment for a Family camping trip, reserving camp sites, buying excellent foods to grill and cook over a fire. To be blunt, I was feeling a little resentful. That led me to reflect on my motives, to wonder if I wasn't doing this just for me, if i wasn't setting up the camp gear and supplies to show off how good I am in the woods (Actually, I am good in the woods. One person told me, and I quote "YOu're Amazing in the woods!") how well I can grill, or what have you.
So my motive is no longer clear in my mind.
However, some of the family and friends are coming, the grand kids are coming, and I'm going to go, have fun, relax and play with the kids outside, grill good food, eat my sister's great cooking as well, and enjoy the trip. I"ll offer the fun up in thanks for the fact I have a family, the disapointment in union with Our Lords hours in the Garden for remission of my sins, and any discomfort in praise of the Sacred Heart.
And try to quit thinking so darned much!
We're going camping tomorrow, And I have been packing things up, like the dry food box, the dry goods box, the kitchen equipment box and now the Misc. Camp Gear box. All the while I was thinking this is a labor of love, a way to provide my Family and Friends with an opportunity to get together in a relaxed and relaxing place, away from the City and it's noise, in a location where nobody has to travel too far. The I suddenly had one of "those" moments.
Is this trip really an act of love, or is it an opportunity for selfishness? Basically, in the last week or so people have been bailing, mostly for very good reasons. Usually, the reasons are work related. But I was feeling let down and disappointed, because The date has been set for months, and I've been planning for months. So as I cleaned the chimney for the citronella lantern I was thinking that I had spent hundreds of dollars getting equipment for a Family camping trip, reserving camp sites, buying excellent foods to grill and cook over a fire. To be blunt, I was feeling a little resentful. That led me to reflect on my motives, to wonder if I wasn't doing this just for me, if i wasn't setting up the camp gear and supplies to show off how good I am in the woods (Actually, I am good in the woods. One person told me, and I quote "YOu're Amazing in the woods!") how well I can grill, or what have you.
So my motive is no longer clear in my mind.
However, some of the family and friends are coming, the grand kids are coming, and I'm going to go, have fun, relax and play with the kids outside, grill good food, eat my sister's great cooking as well, and enjoy the trip. I"ll offer the fun up in thanks for the fact I have a family, the disapointment in union with Our Lords hours in the Garden for remission of my sins, and any discomfort in praise of the Sacred Heart.
And try to quit thinking so darned much!