Feeling Blah

This morning at work I was feeling blah. Blah for me, is a mild form of existential lostness - a flailing in nothingness. I am rethinking Christian doctrine and I am not real sure what is staying and what is going. So I dip in and out of existential lostness. But I have purposed in my heart to till the soil of the lives of the people that are around me, in season and and out of season - feeling blah is out of season for me.

So I asked myself as I was heaving boxes onto the conveyor belt at UPS, "As you are tilling the soil of the people that are around you, what is it that you are going to tell them?" And I answered myself, "That they are special and wonderful and worthy of being enjoyed." And as I'm sure you can see where I am going, I told myself, "Well then, why don't you tell yourself that?" And because I have done decades of work on my own soil, it no longer rejects happy truths - immediately the blahs went as I thought, "that's right, regardless of doctrine, I am special and wonderful and worthy of being enjoyed!" [I think that is what is called a (Divine) set-up!]