There are certainly moments that I feel like my mind is very clear -- clearer than normal -- like I get a glimpse of the world as it is supposed to be an understand what God expects of me. But there are other moments (like this one) where I'm just fatigued, wishing for a release, and not really motivated to do much of anything.
I wish I didn't have this spoiled child for a stomach, making its demands of me and controlling how my day goes. My heart and mind know that "man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God." But sometimes the message doesn't make it down to my stomach.
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