Why is life so tedious? If it’s not one thing, it’s another. It seems like the people and circumstances of our lives exist solely to erode us into oblivion with constant and relentless challenges.
I don’t want to sit around whining about how tough times are. And the last thing I want to become is a self obsessed victim. The positivity police are already reading me my rights. You have the right to remain happy. Shut up and be happy. Don’t worry, be happy. Every little ting goin be alright. Mon.
Whatever. You can’t deny soul weariness, that is both irresponsible and repressive. It will eventually out. And you don’t want to wallow in it either. So what can you do when the weight of the world is firmly pushing down?
Be kind to your soul. I think the quote goes, “You do not have a soul. You have a body, you are a soul.” Sometimes you need to cry sanctuary. It’s not just for hunchbacks anymore. It’s for moms, teachers, doctors, homeless people, business people, actors, dancers, chefs, factory workers. Everyone has (IS) a soul, everyone needs sanctuary.
It’s not selfish, weak, effeminate, weird, or any other skeptical adjective you want to insert. It’s vital. And it should happen as close to daily as possible.
What sanctuary can you offer your ailing soul? Music. Nature. Beauty. Comfort. Rest. Exercise. Relationship. Quiet. Stillness. Touch. Song. I promise not to get all up in your face about it, but God. He is the originator of all these things. He is the architect of your soul. Take your run down self to the master technician, he’ll give you a good tune up. A soul wash. A moment of sanity to regroup and redouble your efforts to make a way in this crazy crazy place called life. All you have to do to receive it is merely ask for it: SANCTUARY!!!
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