Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Life.....

Life. A struggle, a grind, a punch for punch boxing match. Those things are describing my life right now. But no one said life was going to easy did they? Apparently not because this punch for punch boxing match is really starting to get to me, in other words I am in what you would call a "funk" or in TEC terms a "valley." Here is what is on my mind tonight, how Life seems to be knocking me out, to use a boxing term. Life for me is a good one, I have a great family, good network of friends, good in school, and all of that good stuff going for me, but I seem to always be a step behind in life....never a step ahead of whats going to happen. I mean as soon as my life feels like I'm getting back out of my previous valley, I get punched in the gut causing me to fall back into that valley. Right now, I have that "kicked in the gut" and depressed feeling you get when you are at your lowest. Let's start out with my previous valley and work it up to the now new valley I am in. The last month or so my faith has taken a turn towards the not-so-good, not like not believing, but more like the "going through the motions" type thing and I could feel the relationship between God and I weakening from my end. Lately though, Im really starting to bring my faith back and starting to feel back to my old self until tonight when I got the "punch in the gut" from Life. Apparently, my uncle and I'm not going to go into details, is very very sick like organ transplant would be needed, but because of his previous surgeries he might not be able to handle that. So there is my valley I'm in now, worried sick about my uncle and yet having all my daily stressors added ontop of that. Life is a punch for punch boxing match, and right now I'm knocked out....but I grind through my life, pray to God to show me the rightous path, and to perform one last miracle for my family.

1 comment:

  1. I'll be praying for both you and your uncle!

    I've found that the best way to avoid the low points is to start and end each day with God. I used to religiously listen to music at night (punny), but I've come to appreciate the silence. That silence instead of worship music had led to occasional points in my dad where I just stop, look, and listen. This has really helped.

    One last thing, for about a week, I wore a rubber band around my wrist, and every time I noticed, felt, or thought about it, I said a quick prayer to God. That too helps immensely.

    May the God of all comfort give you peace and understanding,
    Jacob

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