The theme of loads has continued this week:
My new apartment is on the third floor. I was trying to make every trip count but ended up looking and feeling like a pack mule. Realized that approach to life in general has routinely fried my circuits through the years.
In a season of recovery now. Need to work smarter, not harder. In the words of my mentor: more isn’t better; better is better. There will always be work but I will only ever have one body, one mind, and one heart.
Psalm 127 comes to mind: “Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it; unless the Lord guards the city, the watchman stays awake in vain. It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows; for so He gives His beloved sleep.”
On another load-related note, one of the movers was listening to music, in his own world, and bounding up the three flights of stairs with my boxes without appearing the least bit winded. I was envious!
An analogy occurred to me: this guy is helping me with my stuff but he’s not taking any of it on permanently. Realized I have a habit of putting on the oxygen masks of others while leaving my own business incomplete. Not only have I taken on so many physical things that others didn’t want to deal with, but too often I’ve also unintentionally allowed myself to be a receptacle for people’s intangible junk. Galations 6 comes to mind: “For each one shall bear his own load.”
Another load note: I learned about inertia in Physics class today. A load can be moved faster and farther without friction. Also, the bigger the load, the more force you need to move it. So many applications beyond the physical.
Realized working harder has limits. I think I’ll get where I’m going faster if I take the time to reduce my load and the amount of unnecessary friction in my way. When I figure out what I want then I’ll clearly see how to get where I need to go.
And finally, encouragement and hope! Heard Aaron Cole’s “Right On Time” for the first time this week. Great jam and lyrics in regards to loads. Reminded of 2 Chronicles 20: “…the battle is not yours, but God’s.”
I’m rejecting the pressure to appear perfect. We’re not born knowing all this stuff. Better late than never. Keep growing and #nevergiveup.