#073
in other news,
i am bored with my work. i have now reached the point where i deliberately wake up late in the morning and take my time before leaving for the office, i go through the motions of my job, and i find no meaning whatsoever to what im doing. i am now convinced that this is not just a phase, and it’s about time i move on from this crystal shop.
though i think paulo coelho is mostly all figurative and is not the “what you see is what you get” type and im not a big fan, i would agree with him this time that we are all destined for something great. but getting from point A to point B isn’t always a straight line. there are crystal shops, meadows to be comfortable in, and market places to be busy in — not necessarily your destiny.
something in today’s sermon challenged the bored me. there’s something great out there for me, i know it. i’m assured of it. no less than the Creator of the universe guarrantees me of my destiny. but—
yes, there’s a but. there’s always a but. and it’s up to me to follow those conditions. question is, am i ready? do i still think im unworthy of anything great? am i letting fears and selfishness hold me down? do i still have doubts that it will all be worth it?
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as for my previous post about the friend, we’ve seen each other since that depressed entry. i had the heart to forgive him after all.



















