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Confession is good for the soul
Its no secret that due to my high stress lifestyle that I’ve incurred a bit of the reactions to some of that stress. My body has taken its toll, among other things. I tend to take things personally, or hold on to things and dwell on them until havoc be wreaked on me. Ironically enough the greatest stress has come largely due to relationships and where my life touches other people’s lives. Its ironic because I’ve been termed ‘relationally autistic’ as a dear sentiment. Yet being acutely gifted in sociology hasn’t voided the stress that ‘social’ puts on me. And so here of late I’ve been praying a very seemingly bad prayer though harboring what I hope is good intentions. “Lord, help me to care less.” On the surface that seems bad. We should care. But im afraid I may care too much for the wrong things. The things that damage my adrenal glands. I truly do care greatly for mortal man and his eternal destiny. Let that be my focus. Perhaps a broader brush stroke. And thus, I have felt, whether by divinity or personal sanity, the growth of a certain apathy in my heart. It could be a letting go period. Perhaps a giving in or giving up. Im not quite sure. But one thing is for sure. There are certain days when caring less about the things that cause the stress is a relief in and of itself.
