I woke up this morning with a heavy heart. So heavy in fact it was hard to get out of bed. I just wanted to curl up under the covers, close my eyes and lay there until all the heaviness went away. But that’s not how things work, is it?
Action is the process of doing something – typically to achieve an aim.
Laying there? Not really much movement. Not really an action.
Making my bed?
Praying and meditating?
Sipping on some Café Bustelo?
Snuggling with my sleeping sons?
That’s a start.
I just can’t stop.
Not for the sake of being busy but to see that there is so much happiness in the small things that there shouldn’t be any room for heaviness in my heart before the day even starts. I believe joy comes in the morning and because I believe, the enemy loves to dangle depression over me. Is he trying to force me to question my faith? Of course. But I will not falter. I will not allow myself to drown in depression ever again.
So, I keep moving.
I keep looking for the light.
And if I don’t find it, I create it.
I act on it.
I came to the realization that it’s all about action. But even better than that, I made the conscious decision to L I V E that realization. To live each and every day with intention, to live each and every day searching for the things I have to be thankful for and if I’m honest, it’s really not that hard. No, not every day is perfect. But every day I am making progress. I am constantly choosing action. And because of that, I am growing; spiritually, mentally, emotionally.
Each and every day I consciously choose J O Y
What are you choosing?