Tuesday, October 14, 2008
On the rocks
I'm having one of those days when things are beyond crappy, when I'm an emotional wreckage; and from the moment I wake up, I drag myself to work, only to be buried in heaps of articles to write. It's one of those times when I just want to not talk for the entire day and be left alone to wallow in my sorry state. Then, after surviving a painful, yet fruitful day at work, I hurry home and sit in front of the computer and start on yet another stack of work.
In times like these though, I'm grateful for the work I have to complete because it's the only way to numb the pain and escape into a make-belief world where life revolves around work, and only work. The only hope that exists is when I think of the completion of my work, ironically. Anything else, and my mind is a blank sheet.
And just as I was starting to believe that I can't do it anymore, that I'd send a personal request to God to have me buried alive in work, He wriggles His way into my heart and gives me a strength which I would have never garnered from my own abilities. And just like that, I'm reminded that because He has been faithful to me, I ought to be faithful to Him, no matter how easy it may seem to walk away sometimes. In this crazy world where nothing is certain, God is my rock that never moves an inch.
Posted by Jo at 12:53 AM
