Contentment Is Better Than Anxiety

I have learned to be content... 2

Yes, I am frustrated with myself. I tell myself I’ll type/write at least a little bit every day. I will call myself a writer as I am supposed to do so I will eventually believe it. But I sit down and try to think about something to write and nothing pours out unhindered, so I go find something else to do. My self-motivation is not just lacking ~ it appears to be non-existent.

I need to come up with a blog post to follow my anxiety-ridden post of over a month ago, but I can’t quickly think of anything, so that last cliffhanger of a post sits leaving the few who are still periodically visiting my blog to wonder what’s up with me in the present. I feel like I need to come up with something that will answer that question rather than just come up with some kind of new post that ignores it. So, since that is a hard thing to do, it remains there without any moving forward by me.

I’m a terrible person.

Not that terrible. But still.

Okay, here goes. A new follow-up blog post.

*Complete silence*

*3 very loud helicopters flying over my house. I must take a moment to inspect the situation. First on my front porch. Then through the house to my back porch.*

*Back to the computer.*

*Staring off into the distance.*

Well, hello there! I’m baaaaack!

(Perfect intro. Doesn’t get any better than that!)

I promise all one of you who continues to check this blog periodically that it has not been abandoned.

We had a brief panic in our home over some physical issues that now appear to be manageable and non-life-threatening. Our family doc would prefer that we continue to have more tests and see a specialist “just to be sure” but with a deductible as high as ours, we have decided to put the whole of it in God’s hands until we have the means to do so more comfortably. Living by faith in a world of high science, experts in every field of medicine, and scare tactics imposed by those experts is not popular in the 21st century, but here we are living it and doing our best to trust the God we earnestly profess to be our all-in-all. It is a daily, sometimes moment-by-moment, process. But we are growing as we have in past tests of our faith and, believe it or not, it can be a glorious place to live and grow.

At this point in my post, I can either take the time to come up with something that will require a lot more thinking and writing and thinking and writing to give more of a glimpse into the last several weeks, or I can simply sign off now and hit Publish so there will be something new to read for anyone who may be wondering what’s up.

I think, for now, I’ll choose the latter since I seem to be in a bit of a writing slump and something new desperately needs to be posted.

We’re coming back to life here in our home. We praise our God from Whom all blessings flow. There will be more posts soon as I’m able to organize my thoughts better. I know many people care. Thank you and love to you all!

 

God has given us all hands ~ hands to serve. Let’s use them to serve Him well.

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