Seeing through the storm

I was serving today like most mornings but had a very hard time mustering the enthusiasm for a vibrant presentation.. i wasn't being lazy, i just couldn’t summon the control or strength. Reading the passages can be so overwhelming with emotion and feeling too. Truly life and death stuff and my mind went into a storm of frustration and discontent and no control. I stumbled and stammered through it. At the end of service we had a memorial for "Michael ". I don't know him, but I thought about the poignancy and spirit of someone passing and I nearly started to cry. These things shouldn't be taken flippantly. They are universal but meaningful to each. I just thought after that how these mental storms I get really deprived me of appreciating the great life I have in front of me. The realization helped me see through the storm. I am lucky, we are lucky! Keep on keeping on!