In my life it is easy to push one’s self beyond the point of reasonableness. The combination of opportunity, and possibilities, and drive leads to back-to-back business trips, extended hours, and endless networking. Inevitably, one’s body says “enough”! If one fails to listen, the body takes control and bad things follow.
I have been struck by how kind our bodies are to repeated abuse. Friends step in and act in ways that are priceless. Natural and man designed medicines work together to combat the toxins within us. Time works with the healing processes within us and restores us as if by magic. No matter what one might think, “whenever we’re sick and in bed, God becomes our nurse, nurses us back to health.” (Psalm 41.3)
When I feel better, my energy levels returning to where they were, I sense the need to do it all over again. I would love to suggest that I learn from the experience. Given the recurring trips to the edge, it would be doubtful that I could say it with a straight face.
Candor dictates that I acknowledge that I am more human than I am willing to admit. As I look around me, I am not alone. I wonder what it will take to trigger a fundamental change in behavior. I am convinced that it is not fear and the threat of consequences. Clearly these kick in when we are sick and seemingly disappear when we are well. It must be something different.
As I listen to the stories of those that have found more balance than I, I realize that there is a pull in their lives, not a push. They are drawn by a desire for something. The pull within them is strong, dominating, and life changing.
I know my bout with weakness will not create the change I hope for. In the light of the recurring, I find myself reaching for the power in the desire to make a difference. As I do I find love, compassion, and community in my hand, each an element of sustainability.
