Inner conflict is often a confirmation of your calling. The Enemy only fights those who pose a threat. -Steven Furtick, Crash The Chatterbox
I’m sure I’ve used that before, but since I can’t remember if I have, and it goes well with the post, I thought I’d use it again.
I really don’t like conflict, especially when it’s within myself. Fighting with myself is useless. I already know what I’m going to say, and I already know what I’m thinking. It’s annoying. I know I’m right, and I don’t like it. I mean, if I would just listen to myself, I might just get stuff done around here.
If I got stuff done, I’d be happy. And when I’m happy, I feel like I can take on anything. The Enemy doesn’t want that, so he tries to create blocks in my happiness. Especially with this book thing. I realized that I can’t write it because I’m supposed to. Funny, huh?
Now to just sit down and type a sentence. Just one. I believe that will take a lot of weight off of me, and maybe make me a little more happy so I feel like I can take it on.