You say we can eat anything.
What is my deal with eating? Am I really in a bad mood just because of my eating? And why does it matter? To be honest, as I'm doing it, it is not even that enjoyable.
I think it's just the feeling - like that is what I am supposed to do to make me happy. That is what I do to celebrate. That is what brings me joy.
I really would love to get to a point where You give me joy, where You give me happiness. But, I am not really sure how. I am guessing the disciples had that. I'm guessing they woke up every day with a purpose, with an excitement for what could happen, for a love of life.
What did they do? Quit their jobs. Hung out together. Prayed.
That's what kind of scares me. Usually the things that give me energy - Summer Break and eating junk - haven't. Even going to daily Mass - I skipped it the last two days just because I wasn't looking forward to it. I'm not quite sure what to even write any more.
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