I keep on saying this is just a season and it will pass and I keep trying to get my focus on enjoying the season for what it is but truthfully, secretly, I am tired of living life like this and I am anxious for this season to end.
And I’m not trying to seem pessimistic, but in reality this discontentment has nothing to do with what’s actually happening in this season and everything to do with my own selfish heart. If I cannot be content with what is going on now and learn to balance my priorities and my hopes and my dreams and my responsibilities there is no foundation for the future. Because it will be this season all over again next season, the only difference will be the circumstance.
I want this to be over. I want to feel like I can sit back and relax and do nothing. But when it is over and I do sit back and relax and do nothing I am only setting myself up for a rude awakening to a new season that’s made up of the same old hard to deal with problems in this season.