Matter Matters & Matters Matter

I sometimes wonder what really matters in life. After the number one priority of my relationship with God, my family is next. But I'm not really referring to priorities.
Does it really matter that I love tuna salad but don't really like mayonnaise?
Does it matter that I don't like the smell of cooking cabbage, but like to eat it?
Does it matter what books by my favorite authors I own versus those I've read but don't own?
I guess not.
Unless, of course, there's too much mayo in the tuna salad, cabbage cooking on the stove, or a new book by a favorite author that I don't have and haven't read.
That's when those things matter.
What's the point? I dunno.
I guess I'm just thinking that I shouldn't worry about things if the situation isn't right before me, and I need to make a decision.
Today is the only day I have. Therefore, it's got enough to deal with already, and it's the day God has made, and I need to rely on Him today for what I need today. Sounds familiar.
Now put away the mayo.

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