Doubt Not

Lord was I born a rambling man? I don’t think so.

Maybe?… No?… Yes?…

Just trying to make a living, doing the best I can, but I can always do better.

How many things have I tried?

Schedules. What day is it?

Joining websites. What was that password?

Now I am taking some Master Classes on Writing, as well as Space Exploration, and Poker. Do you know which I am farthest along in?

Yes, you most likely guessed right.

Word count goals; didn’t do too bad, but then you fall behind and the weight of catching up crushes you.

Yes, just start again but when one is pulled in so many various directions any excuse to shift focus comes easy.

I had a discussion with some others about the young people in our church, and why they are not too inspired to commit to activities.

The multi faceted demands of modern life leave one many outs to escape uncertainty and take the simple, or rather sinful, acceptable path of pursuing money and the trappings of popular culture.

In this conversation at church I said something along these lines.

People, our young people, all of us, want to know that we are doing what God wants us to do. At least in terms of committing to a spiritual discipline, ranging from attending Sunday service and tithing, to intensive training or study, to working outright for the church as a career path in a variety of capacities.

Of course they need to believe in God, but I know, no doubt here, that belief in God is an underlying current in the life of all men and women.

Character study: Is not an individual driven by trying to pursue a virtuous life, a life God can grace, or on the contrary driven by a desire to contradict a God they see as doing them, humanity or any particular loved one wrong?

When it all hits the fan does not the atheist turn to prayer?

Let us continue the character study. What of one who seeks out God’s grace in his life and nothing ever works out. How should they react? Perhaps to chose a singular focus of all one’s energies and just go for it, no matter the outcome, willing to go down with the ship. Damn the torpedoes!

Well, I have several directions I could go. I could consume myself in any one of them, or try to juggle two or three endeavors at the same time. (I actually feel like I am juggling ten things.) That should be all consuming, three major endeavors somewhat related at least philosophically, but if any doubt exists…

It would be better to chose a singular focus.

I have been healing spiritually and physically for two decades now, if not my entire life. Everything finally worked its way out as my parents’ lives were fading.

God I hope that was everything.

Staying attentive to my parents as they walked the final legs of their lives was consuming in itself. It distracted from many endeavors. I concluded that to “honor thy father and thy mother” is an absolute. It defines you in the same way as how you honor or dishonor God defines a person.

You have life. It is a miracle. It came from them and you wont make it a beautiful one by dishonoring them.

You say your parent or parents were…

Hey. I can’t print that here.

It doesn’t matter. It is how God made things to be, and though it may seem counterintuitive, will lead to happiness.

The trend to reject those who have come before, by recent generations, has troubled my mind for some time now. I just have to write. I have been writing quite a bit on the topic on my various blogs.

Now I have to decide what does God want me to do.

The last few years with my parents, and a new health issue of my own, have kept me from writing, but I have several works complete in draft form and several others substantially developed.

The refinement of those works is an immense task in itself.

So I am well back into my blogs, catching up to my renewed goals for 2019 with the publishing of this post before February ends.

Accomplishing one’s goals always empowers. I have my space to write, I simply need to dedicate my time, no matter how small on a consistent basis.

I need to get back to some serious writing, as well as developing an agro-business to fuel my design ambitions.

Oh. And the house needs to be completely remodeled.

And I have a wife.

Then there is that other business.

And…

It never gets easier.

Maybe I should just focus on writing?

No, spiritual pursuits.

No, an agro-forest food based industrial complex interconnected highways of tasty goodness, that’s the singular cause!

Or not?

Thanks for reading.

Check out my latest poker blog post for some diet tips and fixes.

And where are all the parents in those sci-fi movies, books and fantasies? You know, to pop out all those children to fill the vastness of space. And who is producing all their food?

Good thing I am taking a Master Class on space exploration from a real astronaut. He can tell me how we are going to populate the universe.

Am I done?