I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the word “Work”. I’ve been able to understand it better in terms of a direction. Work is moving your life in a forward direction. Rather it be working to be a successful whatever, or even more challenging, working through the moments in the mind when the big old natural man wants couch but the itty bitty spirit says go give everything you got to your son for the next 20 minutes. Moving in a downward direction towards the couch is certainly easier. Sometimes I actually muster enough strength to move my body over to Jakey’s room and watch him play as my mind melts away with “me” things.
I think work has a lot to do with faith. People of great faith are great workers. I guess you could say faith is the ability to continue moving forward when body and mind say (mostly scream) otherwise.
It is a constant temptation for me not to work. There have been so many missed opportunities to move my life in a forward direction.
Don’t keep missing them Danny, Tomorrow is such a beautiful word.
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I can totally relate to the feelings expressed. Thank you for reminding me I am not the only one who struggles to get off the couch and live.
Thank you for this....you just summed up the way I have been feeling for the past few months or year I guess. Faith can move mountains when needed to but our everday lives require faith continually to do what we know is right. Whether its spending time with our children or spouse or doing the things in this mortal life that matter most, like scripture study , daily prayer, fasting, attending our church meetings, going to the temple, and magnifying our church callings. This on top of everything else we are responsible for in our daily lives. As I read your comment I felt renewed and at peace cause I find comfort knowing that the way I feel is typical of those WORK HARD and have GREAT FAITH. I recently have had to return to work to help make ends meet. I feel like I have two jobs now...work that pays bills...housework that I never seem to get caught up with...and telling myself at the end of each day that I have to spend time with my 20 month old son so he knows that he matters more to me than all the other obligations I have here on this earth...
I've been tired and overwelmed for months...but I get through it all with the help of my Heavenly Father and good support friends and family...Thank you for your post you have helped to remind me that everything I am doing will be well worth it in the end...
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