Something is holding me back. I don’t know what. I look ahead and see my goal. I see everything that I’ve been working towards. I’ve no idea of how many steps it will take to get there, but I see and just stare, unmoving. Why?! Could it be fear? Fear of not succeeding? Fear of the unknown? What is causing these anxious feelings? Eh, maybe it’s just laziness. It will take a lot of work to get there. And time! Who has that time? Not me.
But isn’t that the question? Who has the time unless we take it? Time to shake off this reluctance, this stillness, this insecurity. Be confident! Be adventurous! Go forward!
This morning as I lay under my layered blankets, I need to stir something inside of me, to probe me out from the warmth of comfortable listlessness. I say a prayer and remind myself that I’m not in this alone.