Sarah Nyhan

Most people quit.
Most people give up.
Most people will convince themselves that they didn’t want it anyway.
That it wasn’t really worth it.
Most people will give in to the millions of reasons to stop.
Most people will choose to get really comfortable with excuses.

What will I do?
Will I respect myself if I don’t do the work?
Will I have regrets?

Will I join the rest of society that so easily then focuses my self-hatred onto others who are actually trying? Who are letting their light shine? Being brave.

This isn’t about anyone else. Maybe not even God.

This is about me showing up for myself.

Is it worth it? Or am I satisfied with lighting my dreams on fire and watching them die?

This question fundamentally comes down to one major question in my opinion. Do you believe in fate or do you believe God gifted you with the ability to create whatever life you want?

How you approach everything then answers that question.

And I used to believe God was in charge of everything. That my outcome was pretty much already sealed.

But then people outside of religion really challenge me. Especially if they are happy.

Which begs the question, why not me? And am I okay with letting bitterness saturate my soul and spirit as I try to convince myself that what I wanted was too much? And would have been a waste of time to pursue because it never would have worked out anyway.

I don’t want go out like that.

As much as I now understand that I don’t have to do anything to get God to Love me. At all or any more.

So why not go for broke? Why not risk it? Why not worship and celebrate God by trying for whatever I think would be coolest to reach for?

Is ego a dead end in that respect? Or a welcome and necessary partner?

Is it worth it?