Sometimes, when Opportunity knocks, I don’t get to the door in time.
I can’t find the stamps so I don’t send the note that would’ve made her day. I’m working late so I don’t get to the temple like I’d hoped. I don’t raise my hand fast enough to get chosen first. I’m looking to the left when the sunset’s on the right. I’m looking to the right when “he” is passing on the left. I don’t “call within the next twenty-three minutes to get, not one, but TWO miracle blade sets, PLUS the juicer, AND the cutting board, AND free shipping!” I race down the stairs one morning to grab breakfast and dash out the door only to see that it’s 7:40 and I’m going to miss the 7:53 train.
That actually happened this morning. But then I thought:
Oh well. I guess I’ll just leave at 8:10 and catch the 8:23. Hm! I have 30 minutes! I, who usually jumps from the platform into the train’s closing doors, am ready 30 minutes early for the 8:23 train!
This morning I decided that I’m going to stop worrying about the missed opportunities. Because all it means is that I’m early, and ready for the next one.
Cuz the thing about Opportunity? He can’t stay away.
And he never doorbell ditches.
Oh and by the way … if you DO get a chance to “call within the next twenty-three minutes to get, not one, but TWO miracle blade sets, PLUS the juicer, AND the cutting board, AND free shipping!” Do it. Those knives will change your life.
Tell me: What opportunities might be coming your way that you want to be prepared for?
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Sarah
I love opportunity.
And I love that you found Sarie. (grin)
You. Are. Amazing. Have I told you that lately?
I totally lost track of your blog for a while – but I’m back! I’m so happy to be (at least a little bit) more involved in your life again. Look at that, opportunity pokes its head out again.
Krista – I just wanted to say that you and your mother and sisters truly helped/inspired/taught/lifted me as a teenager (at camp, stake musical stuff, etc) and I love reading your blogs and the way you look at things! MEGAN