i find myself hardly writing off late but for reasons unknown. i know that i ought not write or dwell on negative aspects, basically the have-nots, the rejections, the failures and the list goes on. Factual as they maybe, not only unhealthy as it may be but it doesn't please The Maker. It goes back to being a caged animal. Left-No, Right-No.
To have hope is the right thing, but to have the hope materialize into my way is bad
To not have hope, is bad
To despair is bad
To have joy is good, but not joy and happiness in what He can do or could do, but in Him himself.
and i thought calculus was difficult enough.
Again i make the decision, trying to do what is right, trying to say what is right and most difficult, trying to think what is right despite what has transpired.
Received a compliment on hairstyle, maybe - just maybe i am not as fugly as i perceived myself to be. In all things, thank The Maker for these small crumbs of assurance. They are valuable in their own way, tiny yes - but means the world - literally.
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