some days, i could swat the thought like a fly and carry on, but on days that are not as good, i would get up and work myself into a frenzy, my crew just cannot keep up with me. i think it is my way of trying to prove my worth?
yet over time, i have had some awareness, and i began to change my mind set about small things in life. i realize when i pause for rest, to play, to laugh, to enjoy a leaf, a bloom, an insect or the rain. . .it is my act of worship. those small things declare the big truth: he is in control, and i am not. and i trust him enough to manage every minute of my life.
i humble myself and do "human" things, after all, i am human, not god. bwahahaha!
and there is definitely no cause for feeling insecure because i know who i belong to. and i do not need to prove it again and again by how much i can produce.
so i take this day to rest and do small things, i.e., clear my mind of clutter and just enjoy the deconstruction i have been meaning to do, while i listen to some great music and the occasional chirping of my avian friends, at my farm.
after a bit of reflection, i understand that when i rest, i show to the world how i believe you treat me. so i embrace the small and i dare to rest. bwahahaha!
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