I'm feeling less-than today, but less-than dressed in hope...another gift of my 80s.
There are way too many stumbling blocks in my life right now...life's what-to-do, what-to-do? Been here before, but now that the 80s have wrapped their feathers around me, I'm not feeling panicked.
This is a fairly new space for me, for my conscious thinking...fancy way of saying I do not have a clue about anything I am facing right now.
I hear the voice of my yesteryear friend saying, do something about something.
That's my yesteryear friend who, at that time, I thought was a nutcase because what does do something about something even mean? My thinking, when we're faced with insurmountable problems, we need...ah, comes the light: We need to do something about something just to move us off the dime...Now.
There. That simple thought may have been my original blinding flash of the obvious that led me to trust my friend...and God. The pearl beyond price.
I'm glad they are both in my mind's eye today...still speaking truth, i.e., keep it simple.
God is so good to me. God is so good. God is.
Thank you.
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