Spirit of the Eagle

I should be fine. I still keep finding that my insides are craving Chaos, but my head says that is how I got into this emotional mess to begin with. The emotional mess became physical and VOILA:

Immobilized.
Paralyzed.
Overwhelmed.
Defunct.

I cannot be like that anymore. I once thought I had it under “control” but that is so relative. Once the monster grows bigger, the cage begins to creak and one day that sucker breaks free to wreak havoc all over your life. He gets into your mindset, your relationships, and your productivity plummets. What can you do?

Sometimes it’s not enough to pray. We have to put our faith into action so God can meet us. If I never get off my butt, and God is standing at the end of the street right around the corner, how in the world will I ever get there?

And I am struggling with the fact that there HAS to be some sort of control…self-control. I have to control how things go inside me or else I will fail. Having an outer voice tell me what I need to do irks the living mess out of me, and that is exactly what I need to get back on track.