Sometimes you just have no choice but to give in. Yesterday I got so sleepy driving home. I mustered the energy to fix dinner, but was asleep by 9pm. I woke up a little around 11pm, gave a thought to this exercise, but gave in to sleep again. I feel like I'm at a member from an AA meeting, and declaring, "I'm Nancy, I'm undisciplined." Now that I've skipped a day I have to start counting at the beginning again. By no means am I comparing this prayer/writing discipline to the victory that a recovering alcoholic achieves when they are able to count the days they are remaining sober; if anything it makes me appreciate more the struggle and dedication to be able to count continuous days of fighting something they want so badly. I gave into sleep. One could argue that my body needed it, but isn't their body screaming to give in to something it is sure it needs? How do you know when to give in and when to fight?
My prayer for the congregation?
Dear God, help us to maintain the daily discipline to stay healthy in our spirit and strong in our dedication. It is easy to reassign our priorities and to welcome the relief of a lesser goal. But at times we do have to listen to that inner call for rest and for reflection. Help us to be wise to know when to give in to those needed times of contemplation and when to fight the good fight past our concerns of self-interest. Let the days be numbered endlessly as we mature in our faith and stronger in our walk. Amen.
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