Hmmm… Temporal consipation in the midst of Spiritual Peace.
I can’t find another word for Temporal constipation…. there’s no word for it in the English language. We’re in the process of making our dreams come true… paying debt… going to school… living in a basement… saving for a real home… It’s been quite a struggle and a constant one at that. Some days, getting your life in order can be a real exercise in frustration, just like constipation. Your stretch, strain, and stress over the things that you need to do. At times it doesn’t look like progress isn’t being made.
I look forward to the day when our goals are accomplished. I look forward to the day where I can bring my family to our own home. I look forward to the day where I graduate. I look forward to the day when we’re out of debt.
But progress is being made as we push towards the goals. I look forward one day for release! 🙂
Other than that, Life is very, very good in spite of the Challenges. My wife and son give me so much joy and happiness and make me look forward to tomorrow!
Spiritually, I’m at peace. Temporally, I’m consipated. How’s that for a dicotomy?