Coaches remind us to hydrate. If one waits until they are thirsty, it is too late. You are already dehydrated. If you continue to exercise, you will never catch up no matter how much you consume. The solution is to start hydrated. As you continue, hydrated often. Do not wait.
Life reminds me that one needs to do this across one’s life. For me, this translates into specifics. Eat well; balanced meals and a regular schedule are important. Connect with Divinity; intentionally is critical. I also need an emotional connection with those close to my heart. Each specific plays a role, connected to other in ways I do not understand.
At times, I find that it is a struggle to get to the well. For a host of reasons that in hindsight make no sense, I postpone face-to-face conversations, evening meditations, and meals. Breakfast is often optional, even though I know with every fiber of my being that it is the critical meal of the day. Lunch is consumed on the run. I know stress is a toxic combination with eating, yet I ignore my advice to take several deep breaths and let things go for a time so I can eat.
I wish I could write to you, telling of great victories over these weaknesses, but the story continues to be an ugly one. I am lucky in one way – family, friends, individuals with a special place in my heart continue to reach out and remind me that they want to be part of my life. I find myself echoing Paul’s words; “They’ve refreshed me by keeping me in touch with you. Be proud that you have people like this among you.” (1 Corinthians 16.18) They are God’s voice, hands, and ears.
I have not found a magical pill or insight that gives me hope that anything will go perfectly in the future. I am confident that my weaknesses will continue to create mini hells for me to deal with. I also know God will always be with us, a spring that never rungs dry.
