Running Together

The day I turned 30, an 80-something woman told me that the twenties last forever and the thirties fly. She was wrong. I barely remember my twenties. I remember more about being 1 than being 28 or 29. From 19 to 32 is a blur.

Since then, everything runs so slowly. People remark how quickly time goes by and I remark, "It does?".

That hasn't reversed itself, but it's different now. I feel like the weeks are running together. Everything has become so routine, I don't remember which week is which. Summer feels like much longer than three months ago, but I can't tell which week is what.

It's the same with my adversities. So many of them seem unchanged. I don't see progress in so many areas of my life. Should I expect progress or should I expect a leveling of life? Should I just be content with what I have?

Maybe I ask too many questions, but (I believe) this is a part of our inventory process. I must ask these questions to have an accurate accounting for what this business of my life is accomplishing.

My life is progressing - spiritually, intellectually and emotionally. I'm taking better care of my body. My sponsees are progressing. I'm happier, more joyous and more free. Hmmm.

Maybe my adversities don't need to change if I do.