Fake it.

Now listening to: Josh Garrels

I find myself getting angry with everyone, lately.
I know that only means there is something with myself that I am angry with.
That could be, oh, so many things.
I do understand that I am angry with myself.
I can probably list the reasons and how I have convinced myself thousands of times to not stop doing so.
There comes a point where I try to find the balance.
I am a sinner. I dream of Jesus.
I should be upset with defiled sacrifice. I should be glad that he merely wants a sacrifice.
But with my anger, I have not had love or joy in my heart,
which means my balance is too lop-sided.
I cannot prove myself wrong. My logic is set.
I must believe that body and spirit are one;
That if I attempt force my body to find Jesus, even if my heart may want it,
and that my spirit will get something out of it also, even if I may not notice it.
We always thought, "fake it to make it," was such a bad phrase.
Everyone, who attempts to be a better person than they are now, is faking it.
That is not wrong.
It is only wrong to believe that you are a better person than anyone else.
Shalom.