robot woman.
Everyone is quite ill over here; all runny noses and sore throats. Yesterday I awoke and planned to sleep/snuggle/watch movies all day long despite the weekend mess that had piled high on every available surface.
But then Duke emailed me to let me know that the landlord would be coming over that evening to install some thing or another. Yikes!
I turned into a robot. I bet you can relate to the "trudging-through-it" attitude that miraculously emerges in times of need. When all of your personal desires take a back-seat. When you once thought that you could barely get out of bed because you're so sick and then suddenly you find yourself trudging up and down the stairs dozens of times carrying big loads, pausing only for quick morning-sickness stops in the bathroom.
I think all of us have a flip-switch resiliency in our bodies that confounds us when it turns on. I feel like I am walking around in this super-powerful and capable tool that I constantly underestimate. If I could just keep my brain from getting in the way sometimes, who knows what kinds of marathons I would be running!
Duke came home to meet with the landlord just in time for me to collapse in my dinner chair, having spent the day as wonder-woman, finally surrendering to my tired mind. The phone rang. I could tell by Duke's end of the conversation that the meeting was being postponed and I lost my head in a fit of maniacal laughter. Duke was trying to keep a straight face and failing miserably so much so that he had to leave the room to finish the conversation. So horribly horrible, but at least my house is clean, right?
I think of the words "the spirit indeed is willing but the flesh is weak" (Matthew 26:41) spoken about Christ's disciples who couldn't keep their eyes open, though they desperately wanted to be awake for His sake. Those words also applied to the many tired pioneers who trudged over tough terrain for the sake of their deep convictions.
I can't help but wonder if today we often find ourselves in the opposite position. Are our bodies aching to do good works and our minds and spirits so tired from the stresses of modern life? I marvel at the great spiritual and physical feats of strength accomplished by the souls of the past and specific examples in the present, and that gives me hope for my own soul and what I am truly capable of.
Just a thought anyway.
I hope that you are fighting the good fight of life, capable men and women. And that you are winning (although the battle is only lost when we surrender.)
But then Duke emailed me to let me know that the landlord would be coming over that evening to install some thing or another. Yikes!
I turned into a robot. I bet you can relate to the "trudging-through-it" attitude that miraculously emerges in times of need. When all of your personal desires take a back-seat. When you once thought that you could barely get out of bed because you're so sick and then suddenly you find yourself trudging up and down the stairs dozens of times carrying big loads, pausing only for quick morning-sickness stops in the bathroom.
I think all of us have a flip-switch resiliency in our bodies that confounds us when it turns on. I feel like I am walking around in this super-powerful and capable tool that I constantly underestimate. If I could just keep my brain from getting in the way sometimes, who knows what kinds of marathons I would be running!
Duke came home to meet with the landlord just in time for me to collapse in my dinner chair, having spent the day as wonder-woman, finally surrendering to my tired mind. The phone rang. I could tell by Duke's end of the conversation that the meeting was being postponed and I lost my head in a fit of maniacal laughter. Duke was trying to keep a straight face and failing miserably so much so that he had to leave the room to finish the conversation. So horribly horrible, but at least my house is clean, right?
I think of the words "the spirit indeed is willing but the flesh is weak" (Matthew 26:41) spoken about Christ's disciples who couldn't keep their eyes open, though they desperately wanted to be awake for His sake. Those words also applied to the many tired pioneers who trudged over tough terrain for the sake of their deep convictions.
I can't help but wonder if today we often find ourselves in the opposite position. Are our bodies aching to do good works and our minds and spirits so tired from the stresses of modern life? I marvel at the great spiritual and physical feats of strength accomplished by the souls of the past and specific examples in the present, and that gives me hope for my own soul and what I am truly capable of.
Just a thought anyway.
I hope that you are fighting the good fight of life, capable men and women. And that you are winning (although the battle is only lost when we surrender.)
Comments
my favorite get-me-through-the-day quote:
"Get on your knees and pray then get on your feet and work"
-Gordon B. Hinckley.
so good.