The Blessed Things We Do

I can’t be here, I have to be there.

When I am there, I wish I were here.

When I have to be inside, I want to be out.

When I am outside, I know I should be in.

Is there ever a time we don’t struggle?

Is there a time we are completely satisfied?

My mind never sleeps, even at night I dream.

If I’m not active, I wish I were.

When I am, I am happy.

Yes….that is when I am utterly content.

When I have found my purpose.

God has blessed us with the work that we do.

Be it paid or not, be it appreciated or rewarded.

Work is a blessing. Thank you God for my purpose.

May my work glorify you!

“To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven” |(Ecclesiastes 3:1)

Published by cushn4

I like to write for the pure enjoyment of writing short excerpts about life in general. I would want my writing to bring inspiration or encouragement to the faint-hearted or those looking for some direction, purpose, or meaning. I am searching daily for what it is God wants me to do and who he wants me to become. It is a growing pain for me. We all have something new we can learn and share with others.

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