Personal Preferences

I no longer struggle to accept my personality, physique- now that I know for sure that I am created in God’s image. I don’t care for the facial hair, the grey hairs- okay…okay; I don’t care for hair- end of story. There were even years when I felt too ugly to glance at the mirror. Glad this spook is over.

What I still wish away is the fact that I, now and then, have trouble accepting the fact that transformation is a must from birth to death. I would like to stay young, toned and never having to deal with scientific facts of bodily changes- not that I give a damn about chronology or functional hypothesis.

And what I am really struggling with is knowing for sure what my purpose is in life or, more blatantly what is God up to at such a time as I find myself wanting to never die. I am struggling to accept this leg of transformation. I intend to stay at the green stage of life- the spring phase, if you will. Thank God that my waif wants to remain alive and active, intact, youthful, resilient, zesty, everlastingly passionate.

Right now, I feel like a bird plucked alive! I can handle feeling like a pruned tree or even a dry grape. I cannot deal with life on an empty tank of enthusiasm. I feel like I am losing my ability to live in the here and now. As much as I know that this is the only way to keep my tank of joy full to the brim, soul is wandering.

You are really running the show there God. Oh well, there is a time for laughing and a time for laughing even more. Like Paul, I intend to focus all my energy on enjoying wwhat is as what is. Well let’s start as at accepting what is at what is.

I want everything that God has for me. Even just for this reason I vow to hold on to God and never let go! If nothing else gives my life purpose I know for sure that I am happy to be me. I am content with my originality. I tap into my talents. I can discard unnecessary stress. Wow, that’s reason to shake a leg, shout and sing hallelujah! Now that’s productivity!