Help.
I'm spinning plates on poles but there are too many to keep up. I'm darting from pole to pole, anxious and panicky. But in the corner of my mind there's a resignation that I will inevitably make one wrong move and everything will come crashing down.
I'm learning that life truly is a balancing act. It's a constant weighing up of a gazillion factors that lead to decisions that lead to arbitrary outcomes. There is no damn formula. Sure, we can ask people for wisdom and good counsel. But there will be differing opinions, and you're back to square one. Who's to determinatively say what's right and what's wrong?
In the end, it's on you to choose, to act and to make peace with whatever consequences that follow. You do the best you can and that's all you can do.
To stay or to move on?
To spend time doing what makes you happy or what is good for you?
To live as if there's no tomorrow or to live to build a brighter future?
To be blissfully ignorant or be cynically observant?
To choose a short life, lived recklessly with no regrets or to choose a long life, live in contentment?
To indulge now or to save some for later?
To give in and keep peace or to fight for something better and risk an end?
To do the right thing or to do what feels right?
So many questions and no answer at all.
Me.
Or well, the answer is, it depends.
But I guess there's that semi-comforting notion that in the end end, it'll be okay.
"We know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." Romans 8:28
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