When whacked out stuff hits our lives (an all-to frequent occurrence these days) what does it mean to go on?
Going on is not always an easy endeavor…
Going on in the face of adversity.
Going on in the face of death.
Going on bearing shame. Going on bearing guilt.
Going on when you can’t see a reason to keep going.
Going on when tears unexpectedly erupt, not gently but from your gut. Deep tears from deep hurts.
Going on when fear throttles your forward momentum.
Going on when you feel small. Ignored. A nonentity.
Going on when your dreams disappear into dust.
Going on when you feel crushed by the weight of it all – “it” growing bigger and more ominous with each passing moment.
Going on in sickness. Going on through pain.
Going on, just going on.
Doesn’t seem like such a hard thing to do, until you try to do it.
You just gotta’ keep going on.
grace, peace & never-ending Love
Virginia : )