Yesterday, something hit me like a ton of bricks (it may be a cliche, but its true). I’m not really sad, depressed or anxious right now. However, if I gave my life a 1-10 rating on how much enjoyment I am having in it, it may be about a 3 or 4. That’s pretty low. I think that is way too low. Continue reading “Enjoy Life”
God loves me in spite of my sin. I am a failure, but God loves me anyway.
This statement reflects what I believe most of the time. God loves me despite my selfish heart. He loves me even though my actions clearly show that I don’t love Him, sometimes. Even though I wander, God loves me.
The statement that is a little harder to swallow is:
God loves me.
God loves me for who I am.
I really like ice cream and Dr. Pepper. They both excite my taste buds. There is also a comforting feeling I get when drinking a Dr. Pepper or eating an ice cream cone. I’m not quite sure the source of the feeling beyond brain chemicals and taste buds shouting, “Yum! Gimme’ more!”
Both of these, however, are loaded with sugar. Too much of them will make me sick.
I don’t own an Amazon Echo or Google Home. I go back and forth about using Google Assistant on my phone. When I do use it, I use it for three things: to tell me the weather, turn down the lights, and occasionally tell me a lame joke. It’s also convenient when my wife and I go on a trip to be able to just say, “Show me good restaurants in the area.”
All of this convenience, however, comes at a cost.
I have learned a valuable lesson in this writing challenge. I haven’t always followed through in writing every day, but I’ve written more than I have in awhile. What I am about to say may sound like an “out” for the days I miss. It may be, but I think that there is truth to this lesson.
While blogging, I think I can publish too much.
When I hiked up Pikes Peak a few years ago, I went with a group of friends on the Barr Trail. About half way up the trail is Barr Camp. By the time I reached the camp, I was already exhausted. My legs felt heavy, and the bladder in my Camelback was leaking. I’m pretty sure I was dehydrated. I sat down for a little bit. Most will tell you that sitting down is not recommended for a mountain hike because it’s hard to get back up. However, that is when my second wind hit. I refilled my water through a filtration system a friend brought along, and I was off. I made it this far, might as well keep going right?
You may have noticed that I haven’t been publishing a post every day for the 31 day writing challenge. That is for 2 reasons. One reason is because I don’t just write for this blog. I also journal, and I have been preparing other material.
The other reason is probably the one that I find myself struggling with the most – I don’t feel like I have anything to write about. Continue reading “Digging Up Stories”