A Willingness

There comes a time in life when our beliefs will undoubtedly be challenged, and we have the opportunity to respond in a variety of ways. We can either immediately become defensive, thereby aggressively shutting our hearts and minds to differing ideas that may lead to incredible possibilities. Or, we can have an open willingness to understand something opposite of what we know and believe in.

But it all starts with willingness... the willingness to step outside of boxed rules and to critically think about something different. This is the key contributor to growth. It has the power to either correct where needed, or strengthen what's already been built upon. And we are indeed called to it; test everything and be encouraged and ready for the inevitable growth that will sprout forth.

The hardest part will be hearing and discerning truth amidst the jumbled clutter... and then of course, there's the action that must spring forth from truth. That part's even harder.

Needless to say, I'm being challenged a lot right now... and many of my beliefs are being strengthened two fold. However, others may be requiring action of some sort. It's a process... But it all starts with a willingness to ask for truth... and at least I know I've got that covered.

Blow, wind; blow!

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Its a bigger deal than you think

I can't help it. It's a flaw at best. A thing inside me that I try to run from every moment of every day. It seems all consuming and unrelenting when given time to brew. Its suffocating and brings out the worst in me. I can't help it. As much as I try - and I really DO try - but it still seems to get the best of me every time.

Its called boredom. Being bored. Feeling like you're marooned on a deserted island with no rescue in sight.

Sounds dramatic I know. Truly, I understand that this is my personal issue, brought on by my type seven personality - see for yourself here. I can't use that as an excuse though. Just because its part of my personality, doesn't mean that I can't take steps toward growth and change. ... but some times as much as I try to find an outlet by myself, I just can't. And so I feel restrained and controlled by this thing called boredom.

My mom always used to tell me to go read a book. A roommate always suggested that I watch a movie. But what would you do if those things just weren't enough? If you felt like it took every ounce in your body to just make yourself sit and do nothing?

I just don't have it in me. I never have. I need to work on this. Tonight I am working on this. But I may just go to bed so that tomorrow will come sooner... wish me luck