Whenever I find a task to be undesirable, usually, it is because it is not an aspect of my vocation; my life’s calling. Rather life, in its conspicuously uncontrollable chance and circumstance, has chosen and made compulsory the task for me.
When that happens, I have a choice. I can sit in sullen silence, bemoaning my fate. Or I, with whatever strength and sense of purpose I can muster, can rise and set my hands to the doing of this obligatory duty.
In all my years, I still don’t like undesired tasks. Nevertheless, as long as I am able, I prefer the latter of my options.
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