We become patient because we have to
There is no choice, the work is endless
Every day we have to make a choice
Will we give up or will we keep going?
Margaret
Wheatley
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some mornings are difficult
no great calls from God appear
it is just another day
(a little Haiku for a Saturday)
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Some mornings are in fact difficult
As you roll your legs out of bed
place them on the ground
you stare vacantly for a moment
and then you start to make your list
of things that must be done
tasks
burdens
duties
and your soul rebels
you flip the universe a finger
and then…..
get up anyway
and doggedly start on that first task
life
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