Champagne Problems*

A friend who I wish, wish, wish lived next door used this term during a recent conversation and I have fallen in love with it.  In a humbling sort of way.

These are almost exactly the kinds of problems I've been fortunate to have.  The ones where we have to decide which school district we should live in, which sort of car to purchase, which job to take or career path to follow, and on and on and on.

This doesn't mean I should feel guilty because I usually don't have serious decisions to make, but it does mean that my perspective is usually a little off and that is where the behavior modification needs to kick in. There needn't be any level of agonizing, or hand-wringing, or deep sighing, or the allowing of undergarments getting wadded somewhere. There needs to be more big-picture and contentment and less self-centeredness.  There needs to be more prayer and service and less grumbling.  And prayer. And maybe a beverage to keep it real. 


*Yes, I am very aware I may be the last person on the planet who has heard this phrase.  I know I am not cool or trendy.  I get it. It is unnecessary to remind me.