Brad Bellmore Gets a Life 24
Saint Paul wrote that we should never grow tired of doing good. Why is it that doing good is so tiring? I find it quite exhausting. It is much easier to do bad. Well, at least to do not good. Deliberately doing bad is hard too. That whole conscience thing.
Life would work out so much better if doing good was easier, if doing the right thing was the most rewarding thing. But, it’s not. It is almost always the hardest thing and the thing that delays gratification. Sometimes I wonder if it’s worth doing good at all.
But the bad stuff, or the “not good” stuff has consequences, sometimes delayed consequences. Sneaky, hide in the shadows and bite you in the ass when you least expect it consequences. I currently have a belly that makes me look eight months pregnant. It came from choosing to not exercise more often than actually doing the hard work needed that day.
I hate that doing the right thing, doing the good thing is hard. I hate that it’s hard enough that Saint Paul has to remind us to keep up with it. It’s almost as if persevering is a deliberate choice to embrace the hard thing. I hate that. Why did I have to choose that as something to change in myself? I’m not sure I have the perseverance to persevere.