Things won are done, joy’s soul lies in the doing.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Troilus and Cressida
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Recently, I've found myself in a rather desparaging rut, mainly from an ambiguity of purpose. My goals have never been established. I've never seriously placed any sincerity or severity into my work, the task at hand.
I've acknowledged this ambiguity as the source of innumerable frustrations that hinder my progress.
You see, if I were honest, my goal would be to sleep for a very long time, or figuratively speaking, rest entirely. That is why I've worked, for that far off, unclear stasis.
What better way to nullify a need and desire for a Saviour? What have I forgotten but that the goal is in service, in doing the task and doing it well? He gives us rest and stasis right now in all of his Real and unending grace and fellowship that he lavishes on us.
I wish I could say all of this without feeling pretensious or irreverent. I'm just realizing this simple truth.
In more ways than one, won is done.
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