Hit the Send Button
Ever write an email to a friend, or a business contact, and have second thoughts after you hit the "Send" button? Or completely forget to write something that was essential to the purpose of your writing. Or forget to attach something and feel stupid having to send things again?
Sometimes the "Send" button can be a curse.
I have a problem. A relationship problem. Perhaps it's better classified as a lack of relationship problem. I can't figure this other person out. She seems to like me, but then I get mixed signals. Direct questions create too much pressure and she puts up walls. This person is way too important for me to just walk away. Sound familiar? Man, I've been in this situation ever since puberty. Over and over.
On days like today, the pressures of being alone seem way too much to bear, and I allowed myself to get pretty blue over this lack of relationship. So, I asked myself, in all my knowledge and spiritual faith, what can I do to correct this situation? The real and true answer is: not a blessed thing. I'm letting these relationship starts and stops tear me apart, and I have no possible way of knowing what the object of my affections thinks or feels, or hopes or dreams, or where I stack up on her list of things to do (pun intended).
Then, a possible solution struck me.
I hit the "Send" button.
I sent that trouble to God, with just a quick mental note, "Can you please look into this for me? Get back to me, at your convenience."
And after I hit the button... Whoosh! My load just lightened. Because it wasn't my load in the first place.
The "Send" button. What a blessing.
Sometimes the "Send" button can be a curse.
I have a problem. A relationship problem. Perhaps it's better classified as a lack of relationship problem. I can't figure this other person out. She seems to like me, but then I get mixed signals. Direct questions create too much pressure and she puts up walls. This person is way too important for me to just walk away. Sound familiar? Man, I've been in this situation ever since puberty. Over and over.
On days like today, the pressures of being alone seem way too much to bear, and I allowed myself to get pretty blue over this lack of relationship. So, I asked myself, in all my knowledge and spiritual faith, what can I do to correct this situation? The real and true answer is: not a blessed thing. I'm letting these relationship starts and stops tear me apart, and I have no possible way of knowing what the object of my affections thinks or feels, or hopes or dreams, or where I stack up on her list of things to do (pun intended).
Then, a possible solution struck me.
I hit the "Send" button.
I sent that trouble to God, with just a quick mental note, "Can you please look into this for me? Get back to me, at your convenience."
And after I hit the button... Whoosh! My load just lightened. Because it wasn't my load in the first place.
The "Send" button. What a blessing.





Kerry - exactly!
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