The modern thinking of the miserable mind believes that dividing your time between your duties to our families, our work, our communities, our God, and getting our own lives presentable is morally wrong - emblematic of selfishness and privilege.
But what happens to all those hours that were once devoted to that? How do you fill up that time when all those elements which make for a challenging but satisfying life are considered anathema?
Once you remove those priorities, you're left with "you." And that "you" is a relentless chaos of anxiety, fear, self-pity and perhaps worst of all: envy. An envy directed at all those who still believe in those duties you have abandoned.
it's not the simplest equation to reverse, but it's our responsibility to help that reversal take place.
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I'm spending this last Sunday of Advent not at home, but over in Ft Worth, having one last Christmas with my dearest and oldest friends in my life. When I was 5, I was blessed to move into a neighborhood where I'd make lifelong friends with Christie, who was 4, and Debbie, who was 8. That was 1965 and we've been fast friends ever since. Their mom, Jimmie, became like a mom to me. If I got in trouble, I'd get a swat on my rear, too, just like the others. Over the years, they really made me a member of their family and I love them.
Jimmie, now 91, is in hospice now, is not really responsive and is dying. She and I have talked about heaven and angels a lot over the last few years.
So I've been by her bedside, reading Joan Wester Anderson's true stories of angelic encounters and interventions to her (whose books I highly recommend.) They always made my own mother feel happy and they cheer me up, too. I do believe that even though people may not be able to respond, they still hear us. ...
