Latching On

Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice.

‭‭Philippians‬ ‭4‬:‭4‬

Coming off a weekend of depravity, my mind is usually looking for the easiest way to feel ok again.

Whether the hangover is physical, emotional, or spiritual matters little.

All roads lead me back to a self-serving desire to breathe easily, to know that I am on the right path again.

The trouble starts when I confuse the right path with the comfortable one.

My instincts are to latch on to the closest, fastest way back to some semblance of sanity. I want to feel good again. I want to be ok in my own skin.

It doesn’t take drugs and alcohol to move me right back to the edge of self-doubt, self-pity and the dizzying array of self-hyphenated black holes I readily chase in pursuit of my own interests.

Even on a good day, I can be on the edge of edging God out of my life in an instant.

Maybe perspective is more powerful than I realize.

Maybe joy is more buoyant than it should be.

Maybe being right-sized has more to do with trudging than submission.

God, I need you in the center of my life.

Cheers, Eamonn
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