Yesterday afternoon we had noticed their garage door was open. I knew that earlier in the week our neighbor had told me she was there alone, staining their cabinets, so i figured that was what was happening. We went to the gym and came back; still, the door was open, and no cars anywhere around. As we started to leave for church, still open, I had hubby go knock on the door in to the house from the garage to see if someone was there. No answer. He went to the front door and rang the doorbell. No answer. I got out of the car and went inside, calling out their names. No one was there. We debated on what to do - and decided to go on to church and see if it was still open when we got back. A neighbor called me as we were leaving church and reported our 'roof mate' had their garage open and she didn't see anyone there. As we arrived back home, the garage door was still up. We went over, using our phones as flashlights, and thought we would find the indoor garage door button. Well, I think they took it out cause the wall it was on is totally gone and we couldn't find it anywhere. Decided to at least lock the back door and go out the front... only the front was key locked and I had given them my key so we couldn't get out. Back to the back door, we went out and locked it, thinking we would have to leave the garage door open - with all the supplies in it. As we were standing at the end of the garage I noticed a box on the side; they had put in a garage door opener that has a code to open it. I certainly didn't know the code... but I hit 'enter', and it started closing the door! We came home and hubby found their email address so sent them an email what we had done. I sent them an email over my phone and asked that they give us their telephone numbers and gave them ours. Will see how it comes out today when the workers start to arrive - or they do - sure hope they read the email and read that the back door is locked.
I didn't get much 'work' done yesterday - well, I did in a way. I mentioned two of my bosses were on vacation as of yesterday.... well, my wonderful male boss left me about six emails before he signed off to schedule 3 all day meetings in person at corporate and shoot! I forgot to check on conference rooms! I will need to do that today! - and several other meetings. And, I had lunch with my friend, which was a nice distraction. But I didn't get much of anything else done. Was glad when 4PM came and I jumped off the computer to head to the gym. And Morgan worked me hard last night - my shoulders feel it this morning! She even had me doing modified pushups!
There is a 6AM our time board meeting that right now I don't have to take minutes for - so I'm debating about even calling in to it. I have 15 minutes to decide. I'm thinking I won't this time. I just don't want to. It's the new one in Colorado and I was told someone was already lined up to take minutes and the agenda is already sent and I have nothing to do. I think it best if I just stay far away from it - right? Yeah, I think that is what I will do. For as long as I can, anyway.
In my book this morning I was reading about a section of a movie that I have not seen, nor plan to. You may have seen it; The Shawshank Redemption. This chapter talks about one of the prisoners by the name of Brooks Hatlen. He was a loveable prisoner who had been in jail for 50 years - institutionalized, they say - and worked in the library. His time for review came up and he didn't want to leave - so he held a knife to an inmate's throat, hoping that would allow him to stay. It didn't, and he was released. He got a small job and stayed in a halfway house. But he missed being in prison; things were too different now. So he climbed upon a table and put a noose around his neck and kicked the table out - and hung himself.
And isn't that what so many of us do - not the hanging part - but we miss the days of when we were 'in prison' so much that we look for ways to get back there. We choose our own prisons. We have prisons of insecurity where we constantly worry about what others think of us. We have prisons of anger in which we hold in and spurt out on occasions often never understanding what even brings that anger to the surface. Until we learn what the anger is that we are holding inside and speak it out we will constantly be going back to the anger prison. We must learn to speak our anger so that we can get that door open to the prison of anger we have put ourselves in. There is also the prison of work, in which people bury themselves in so that they can feel secure, valued. Some people will work until they die because it is their life. (but, some of us keep working because we HAVE to, not because of any security we need!). Some keep others in prisons of their own choosing.
But we need to break free of those prisons we have placed ourselves in. We need to step back and look at what prison we chose to live our days in - and determine how we can open the door of the cell and get out to live life.
'A prison cell holds us when the issue that created the imprisonment has a hold over us. Somewhere along the road of our lives, we were presented with a lie, and we chose to believe it, giving it power. This belief may have been conscious, subconscious, or unconscious, but that lie deep inside us creates slavery. All lies do, even small ones. Only by replacing the lie with the truth as deep inside as we are able, and putting our emotional and intellectual weight down on it, will we be set free.' (fresh-brewed life by Nicole Johnson).
The One I chose to break me out of prison was Jesus. In Him I can live, and move, and breathe. In Him I have complete freedom, for He has set me free from all things. And He can do that for you too, if you will choose Him over the world. You will find that the world has nothing good for you; only Jesus is able and willing to give you all that you need. He is Life, and Breath to those who seek Him. He will provide all that you need to break out of your prison. All you have to do is ask Him. Will you?
Blessings!
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