by Sr Nunother

To be or just to be, now that’s the question. I waste a lot of time trying to be something — or someone — I’m not.  I self-produce stress because I demand to be important. In these early days of spring, I’m drawn to simple things of great beauty. They take their place in the renewal of life, eloquent in their humility. Do I need to impress God and make sure He knows I’m capable of great things? Or, do I rest in His plan, His understanding of who I am and where I fit best.