Storms rock. There's the sunshine afterward to look forward to.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Reprimand
Enough self-pity. The damage is done. And sitting still won't propel me up the wall I've been trying so earnestly to climb for four and a bloody half years.
How shameful that the advocate of happy living should need to be encouraged, to be lifted up from dark depths. But even the happiest person can't get through life without crying. But it seems God does send angels after all. And some of them are humans. My deepest gratitude.
If people think I can climb the wall, surely it would be a shame and letting them down if I didn't try my hardest. I may take a long time to get over the wall, but when I do, I will be the one who will directly benefit. Shouldn't that suffice as motivation?
Stand up, Matthew. It's time to attempt the wall again. 8 weeks of climbing. Bleeding fingers, aching muscles, exhaustion in mind and body are no strangers to me, rather, proof of my efforts.
Breathe in, Matthew. Smile. That's your greatest ability. Don't lose it. Overuse it. Make use of its infinite times of usage.
Remember, Matthew. The joy of the Lord is your strength. And the support of friends who might as well be angels can't hurt either. Don't let Him down, don't let them down, but also, don't EVER let yourself down. Ever.
I guess I always knew all this, but I think all I needed was someone to hammer it into me, as proof that there are others who have the same worldview as I do. At least in this aspect. Again, my deepest gratitude.