what #11 (Tuesday, May 8, 2012 / 8:41 PM)
I never thought I’d be losing motivation to do what I’ve
been doing all my life,
Do to others what you would want done to you.
I try to not say no
If I can, yes of course
If I can’t, I’ll try my best to make it a yes, even when
it’s out of my way.
If I really can’t, like impossible can’t, then I’d feel bad,
and offer help elsewhere.
I can to be polite, kind
I can be the first to apologize
That’s what I’m wired to do.
If Jesus can die for me, I can at least try to sacrifice for
my friends.
But, I am still human
What happens when those thank you’s aren’t returned
Or those credits to:…
Or the question, what can I do for you instead? Is never
asked
What happens when my offers becomes expectations…
When asking becomes telling to nothing but a look on your
face
I want recognition
A thank you, credit to, would be nice.
Maybe you asking if I needed anything wouldn’t hurt?
But then I’d tell you - NO
Because there are complaints in there somewhere, with weak
thoughts, and a little girl’s uncertainty and lack of self-esteem that I don’t
want to admit to
But Jesus died for me.
Is that not enough for a motivation?
I can’t die for someone;
I can at least continue to love them with the little
strength that I have
I need this rhythm in so many levels
I crash, I fall, I fail, and I don’t want to get up
Please remind me,
Rest. Because Christ is here with me
Work. Because He gives me strength
Rest. Because He is the one that makes the change and
completes it all