Mornings are miserable. My children have a habit where they mess up all carefully made preparations the night before.

As the morning whine began to rise, I replied to the faux teary-eyed 6 year old and grouchy 10 year old, “I am choosing not to argue with you about this.” I walked away.

It was one of the best mornings yet.

Got me thinking. What other arguments am I having in my life, my work and my spirit?

My life is messy, unpredictable and chaotic. I forget what is most important and obsess over the little things. Time to stop arguing with the chaos.

My life is a game time decision. Cancer, pre-adolescence, basketball practice and politics of a small Christian school all call audibles to my time and patience. Yet, even the best games have a playbook. I need to work on a playbook-a family playbook. Routines where it’s possible, grace where it is not. Systems where they fit and humor when it does not.

In my work I need to stop arguing points I am powerless to pursue. Better to take all that passion and pour it into doing things above expectation. Under-promise then OVER deliver, that’s an argument I can win in the Board room.

In my spirit…now this is the tough one. There are arguments birthed from my earliest memories-so thick they seem to coat my DNA. Some are arguments I’ll never scratch into a screen, they are too deep, too raw and too ugly.

Here’s one argument I’ll walk away from. God loves me…whether I like me or not…whether you like me or not.

So, dear one, ar-gue (pun intended) going to stop arguing? What will you walk away from? Share with me. And, because I don’t write it enough, thanks for letting me share with you.