Can't figure out if I want to crochet, volunteer my time to helping people, choose an insurance coverage, build a motorcycle, enroll in grad school, or jog.
I lose myself with priority.
I freak out and choose only one.
It's as if I have no option of doing all of the above.
I know I could, but when I try to decide which one to do first, I still freak.
Technically, I can only do one activity at one moment.
Which one goes first?
Thus, something happens.
I become a coward.
That is absurd.
I regret life and become bitter.
God doesn't have to punish us.
We do a good enough job on our own.
Don't worry.
Don't don't
Do.
Keep pushing through.
My wife has taught me that.
When in doubt. When depressed. When bitter. When apathetic. When self-martyred.
Do.
The soul and body are one.
What the body does, the soul does something as well.
shalom.
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