Open, shut them.

I sing a lot of kid songs to Malone (my son, 23 months). So many, that my husband is frequently annoyed by them and by me singing them- probably because I can't carry a tune in a bucket.

The one that I have stuck in my head most frequently right now is from a Music Together cd (which one, no clue.. we have a bunch of them on our iTunes).

It is a finger play that is about hands and appropriate ways to use them.

It goes:

Open, shut them.
Open, shut them.
Give a little clap, clap clap.

Open, shut them.
Open, shut them.
Fold them in your lap.

I've been thinking about how this song is actually applies to my life in general. Maybe it's a stretch but see if you can follow along with me.

There is that saying right? When God (the universe, or whoever you may or may not believe in) closes a door, another one opens.

Doors open and close all the time. Sometimes it works in my favor (hence the clap clap clap).

Sometimes it doesn't. However, instead of questioning the why? and stressing myself for no tangible reason I am going to work on being content (fold them in your lap).

The simplicity of being content with closed doors while chasing what I want is no small task. The what ifs, would haves, should haves, and could haves creep in easily. Too easily in fact. It means shifting, reprioritizing, and working hard to MAKE the life I want so that doors open.

Or don't open.

I'm still trying to figure it all out. Maybe I never will.

I do know this, I if I want to get it all, I need to stay focused....

At least some of the time.