I’m tired.
Not just “end-of-the-workday” tired, or “I-had-to-get-up-15-minutes-early-this-morning” tired. I’m talking bone-weary; exhausted, all the way to my soul.
Battling chronic pain, depression, bitterness and sleep apnea can do that to ya, I guess.
Thus, if you’re reading this and feel the same, I’d like to smile and say, “I know exactly how you feel.” Doesn’t it feel great to know you’re not alone?
“So, Mr. Bone-Weary Blogger Dude,” you inquire, “what do you propose we do about that?”
Honestly? I don’t know. I’m so fatigued I’m trying to make sense of it all, and haven’t been able to yet.
What I will say is that we need to stick together. We must stop putting our differences under a microscope and mocking those who are not the same. Everyone has dissimilar brain waves, likes, dislikes, beliefs, disbeliefs and upbringings, so you can’t expect the world to line up with you on everything.
My sister, Annette, aka “Netty,” and I grew up in the same household, and we’re polar opposite on some things. But guess what? I love her, and thank God for her.
Say, there’s a thought: when was the last time you literally thanked God for someone in your life? If not, you should try it, even if you don’t believe in God, if for no other reason than it gets your mind thinking about something positive. Seems all the negativity in this old world keeps slamming us into walls, every day, like Roller Derby competitors.
Taking a few minutes to be thankful will help us refocus a bit.
Another thought: take advantage of every opportunity to squeeze a little LIFE outta life.
Last week I was hangin’ out with my daughter and her family, and my four-year-old grandson, Joshy, looked up at me so sweet and asked, “Poppy, can you come down here in the floor and play with me?”
Now, my first reaction was, “I’m sorry, buddy, but your mama has hardwood (HARD, wood) floors, and with Poppy’s back being so bad…”
But before I could even say it, I found myself blurting out, “Sure!” and got down there and played with him. Did it hurt my back? You betcha, but Joshy never knew that, and I got to squeeze a tiny bit of life outta LIFE, man.
That’s what it’s all about. I get that you’re tired. I am too, but let’s not give in to it. Let’s fight it with every fiber of our being. Let’s take the walk and watch the sunset and hold a child’s hand and take our mama’s out for pizza and watch the movie with our friends and grab some Chinese take-out for our husband or dad on the way home.
(That last one was for my wife, since we’re hanging out at my daughter’s house again tonight.)
Let’s push it just a little harder today, and then try and rest up tonight.
Life will be waiting for us on the other side of tomorrow’s purple sunrise.
Blessings.
“Don’t get tired of helping others. You will be rewarded when the time is right, if you don’t give up. We should help people whenever we can, especially if they are followers of the Lord (Galatians 6:9-10).”
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