My life is complicated and compressed right now.
Even though the world is waffling with indecision and uncertainty, there are things to do. From my vantage point, I need to be assertive, visionary, productive, comprehensive, and tireless.
Big things that are rolling forward and require all hands on deck -- or fewer hands working longer.
Some people can't keep up. Do I help them, forgive them, ignore them, accommodate them or remember and not ask them next time? I wish there were more choices. And there are, but they require more of me, more time, patience, grace and flexibility.
I thought I had a lot of that, but my body is shouting at me to stop -- or to stretch and shift and rest.
When I'm busy tending to outside projects, my house and my "host" (my body house) start to speak in ways I can't ignore. I ache, I forget to breath deeply and stretch. I have acid reflux. I carry such grief and disappointment -- part of it not my fault, and part of it begs the question of my responsibility in light of the circumstances.
You can't change people.
The solution keeps rising with a similar refrain: Grace, Grace, God give me Grace.
And He does.
When I humble and ask,
And let go.
And then trust.
And be grateful for His provision.
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