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Do What Is in Your Hands to Do
Life will reveal itself if we listen to that still small voice.
Let’s see what is done. I created my editorial calendar, scheduled a daily sheet for blogging, writing articles, and research. Blocked out time for prayer and meditation. However, consistency is lagging. Motivation has gone south to the beaches of Cancun. The lines are beginning to blur between what I should and what I want to do.
I feel overwhelmed.
Spinning in a circle, I grasp the enormity of the situation and get dizzy. Woe is me. I think I am reaching the outer bounds of insanity. Look! I see it lurking in the shadows.
The couch is calling to me; plump, deep cushions beaconing to my behind. Here I come! Ooh, that feels so good. I do believe my brain has joined my butt. Tranquility is sweeping over me or is it mind-numbing sleep?
Jerking myself awake, I shouted, “I hate sleeping all day and wasting my life away.”
Then, I heard a still small voice say, “Do what is in your hands to do.”
What the heck does that mean?
I sat up and went to the dining room to find a pen and paper and a pink highlighter with a fuzzy rainbow ball on the end. I know what I am going to do! Make a list, maybe two. I will determine…
