Doing what is right should be a privilege, so why does it feel like a chore? I feel tired of always trying to do what is right, to be nice to everyone, everywhere, everytime. I am tired of always trying to make everyone happy. Guilt overpowers me if I am anything less, but I know God didn’t intend for me to be miserable all the time. I read so many different prayer books; “The Confident Woman,” by Joyce Meyer, “The Purpose Driven Life,” by Rick Warren, “The Power of a Praying Wife,” by Stormil Omartian, “Being a Wise Woman in a Wild World,” by Robin Chaddock, “Starting your Marriage Right,” by Dennis and Barbara Rainey, “Boundaries,” by Dr. Henry Cloud and Dr. John Townsend. They are all very good books, and a few I’ve read a couple of times. I know that there are many more books that I should read. And no where do any of these books sugest that to be Christ like is to be perfect. On the contrary most of these books are really good books. I personally really like “The purpose driven life,” and “The power of a praying wife,” but whenever I see someone doing something Worldly I slightly envy that person, and then I ask for forgiveness from God. I am so far off from being perfect, on the other hand I am not bad iether, I hope. I feel un-noticed, unappreciated, and taken for granted. Welcome to everyone elses world, right? I feel boring, yet boring seems safe. Its like a comfortable pair of faded blue jeans and an old pair of tenashoes with a cozy sweatshirt that you know you should have thrown away a long time ago, along with a base ball cap, so you don’t have to worry about doing your hair.
I aim to please God, and I know I am still a far way off, but I do hope when that time comes when I have to stand before God, that He will be proud of me for something. That I won’t waist my time here on earth.
