So many hurts that happen everyday
So many heartaches that pierce the soul
So much pain that won't ever go away
How do we make it better?
How do we make it through?
What can we do when there's nothing we can do?
Lyrics from one of my favorite songs. The thing is, sometimes when you're caught in the middle of something that you have no control over, you just get this overwhelming urge to bolt. At what point do you just say "enough", it's not worth it anymore".?
I used to think that I'd found what I was looking for. I'd spent the first 18 years of my adult life doing nothing but working, eating, sleeping and raising my daughter. The "raising my daughter" part wasn't so bad.... the rest of it was pretty freakin' boring. I would rather sing than do just about anything else on this earth. So, finally... I did.
This..... this I did not sign up for..... or did I? Well yes, I guess I did. If I close my eyes and focus really hard, I can see the good things happening. And there really are a lot of good things happening. Why is it, then, that angry words and petty differences can so easily overshadow the good things? And I'm supposed to rise above all of this.
Pressure.
The punchline to those song lyrics is ........ "We can be kind." Sounds so easy. But if it were easy, I wouldn't be in this mess now - would I? Will kindness help me to overcome this feeling that I'm trapped in a never-ending series of derogatory e-mails and back biting? Oh wait, that's right. I'm doing this because I love to sing. Singing. There has got to be an easier way to just sing.
"We can be kind"..."We can be kind"..."We can be kind"..."We can be kind"........ there has got to be an easier way to just sing .... I read somewhere recently that the true challenge of Christianity is taking part in organized religion and accepting the challenge to be kind to the person sitting next to you in the pew whose actions and thoughts are diametrically opposed to yours. This can be extrapolated to cover more than just religious organizations. These days, I'm finding the church challenge to be much simpler.
I used to think that I'd found what I was looking for. I'd spent the first 18 years of my adult life doing nothing but working, eating, sleeping and raising my daughter. The "raising my daughter" part wasn't so bad.... the rest of it was pretty freakin' boring. I would rather sing than do just about anything else on this earth. So, finally... I did.
This..... this I did not sign up for..... or did I? Well yes, I guess I did. If I close my eyes and focus really hard, I can see the good things happening. And there really are a lot of good things happening. Why is it, then, that angry words and petty differences can so easily overshadow the good things? And I'm supposed to rise above all of this.
Pressure.
The punchline to those song lyrics is ........ "We can be kind." Sounds so easy. But if it were easy, I wouldn't be in this mess now - would I? Will kindness help me to overcome this feeling that I'm trapped in a never-ending series of derogatory e-mails and back biting? Oh wait, that's right. I'm doing this because I love to sing. Singing. There has got to be an easier way to just sing.
"We can be kind"..."We can be kind"..."We can be kind"..."We can be kind"........ there has got to be an easier way to just sing .... I read somewhere recently that the true challenge of Christianity is taking part in organized religion and accepting the challenge to be kind to the person sitting next to you in the pew whose actions and thoughts are diametrically opposed to yours. This can be extrapolated to cover more than just religious organizations. These days, I'm finding the church challenge to be much simpler.
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