Commercial break from Africa.
I’m utterly exhausted.
Today I worked for 14 hours. All of which I stood. Towards the end I couldn’t feel whether I was standing up straight or falling over.
And I would’ve eaten an entire cake without one bit of guilt because I was so hungry.
But I cannot focus on how bad things make me feel. I can’t focus on the exhaustion. I can’t focus on how much I hate it.
Even though that’s all I do.
What I have to focus on, instead, is when God has one of my friends sit with me on my break and talk to me about love.
Or the random phone call from a friend encouraging me and praying for me over the lines.
I have to focus on the hundreds of strangers I encounter every day. Each with his/her own story.
Or the lives of my co-workers. Fellow hard workers and wanderers.
And that’s just all there is to it.
I can’t say I’m anywhere close to being satisfied with this season of life. But its a gift nonetheless.
Please help me not lose focus.
