Monday, June 19, 2006

Unholy Sadness

Holy sadness could be considered a lament; unholy sadness a self-righteous chasm of dread. Not a great place to be mired. The quicksand of despair always looks like an easy highway until you are too far into it to turn back. See it for what it is and don't go there. That asphalt is soft and it will hold you fast. If you struggle, you will be pulled in deeper; the weight of your remorse will be your undoing. Enervation is not a vacation. Don't pitch your tent there.

3 comments:

Christine said...

This is what you're going through?

Chris said...

I don't know, Christine. Maybe I just think too much.

Christine said...

I know that dilemma well.~