Therapy

So, they say that getting your thoughts down in writing- aka journaling- is a form of therapy. Well, let's try it, cause I could use some of that right now!

Most of what I am about to share will likely only seem significant to me... but if it resonates with someone else, too, then here it is.

First of all, can we make time stop for just a minute??? I know I'd regret it if God granted me that wish. I think I will find joy if I practice contentment in my harried life.. accepting it for what it is. But everyday I end up feeling guilty for what I do to make it through the day. Like eating! Eating is pretty darn essential for life functions... but when the hungry monster attacks and then you eat 4 meals instead of 3 per day you just feel icky. Self-control?? It's a fruit of the Spirit... praying for more of it everyday!

 I suppose.. I mean I know if I am working/working out hard enough, I need to eat more. but I am not taking the time to think decisions through. Eating shouldn't always lead to regret. But it often does for me. But thank God regret points me back to the cross. (I NEED FORGIVENESS and am happy to declare that I've been given it! :DDDD )

I feel guilty too about how I spend my time! Whether I'm too tired and the laundry gets ignored AGAIN or I do the things I want to do before what I need most to do... Ahh but enough about me! My concerns are... silly? No. It's on the tip of my tongue... I guess I just need to remember that I am a work in PROGRESS. Mmm. Progress. That was some good therapy, ya'll. (Really, I'm driving home and moving on)

#I'llgrowupsomeday :P #moreofYOUlessofme