Keep Going

The road to you know where is paved with good intentions. As I go back and read some of my former posts, it grieves me to realize I never accomplished many of my boastings. I guess that’s why it’s better not to boast. I thot sharing dreams and goals would make me accountable. I read somewhere that for some people just the writing down of their plans makes them feel like they already did them when in fact they have not. Surely I have not fallen for that ruse???

However, the fact that I have documented these things stirs up a reminder that I still have unfinished business to attend to. Still have weight to lose. Still have shape to get into. Still have a book to write. Still have a home business to define and refine. Food to cook. Recipes to try. Clothes to be remodeled and designed. Painting skills to be honed. Book club to start. Dinner club to start.

Ah, but life gets in the way and distracts us and drags us off the intended path and we have to deal with it. The life I mean. And it’s not not important. There are urgent and important daily things we have to contend with all the time and sometimes our hopes and dreams get derailed.

But the secret is not to give up on these things. These dreams and plans and hopes. Very often that’s what keeps us going thru trials and hardships. The hope of what could be.

One of my favorite lines from one of my favorite movies is this: ‘I lead a small life, valuable but small. Do I do it because I like it it because I haven’t been brave?’

I find I’m asking myself that a lot lately. This life I live. Do I do it this way because it makes me happy and content or am I missing out on life’s best because I’m not brave. I want to be brave. Take risks. Go for it.

A lot of what I do and how I live my life IS intentional and I enjoy it and feel a sense of accomplishment but there are those nagging little foxes that threaten and lie. So I set out with the earnestness of my intentions but then I find my fear casting its huge shadow on the wall in front of me and I back down. I’ve let the setbacks of the world and life paint me into a corner. And I don’t like what I see.

But I’ll keep marching forward and even if my progress is slow. It’s better than no progress at all. Also whose definition of slow progress am I using? Maybe my Heavenly Father wants me to slow down so I can see if I’m actually on the correct path. If I go slow it’s not so hard to redirect and correct. And so I plod on with heavy and slow steps waiting for God to shine the light on the next one.

I’m not looking for answers and solutions from others..… I’m just putting this out there in case someone is on the same path, asking the same questions. The fact is sometimes life is light and easy and we get it but often it’s like being in quicksand and we can’t escape what’s unpleasant and difficult but much needed and we don’t get it.

Keep going… that’s the best wisdom I have.