
I’m a writer
Reluctant.
Mostly cause I want to write
When I want to write,
Not when I don’t.
Not when I should write.
Not when I’m scheduled to write,
Requested to write,
HAVE to write.
I want it all to be inspiration-based.
When the whimsy hits me.
I think that’s the way it would be with everything
If I let it.
I’d be a teacher
Reluctant
If I only taught when I wanted to,
Not when I should,
When I’m scheduled,
Requested,
HAVE to.
I’d be a singer
Reluctant.
Guitar player
Reluctant.
Prayer partner
Reluctant.
Jesus-Lover
Reluctant.
Present Friend
Reluctant.
House-cleaner
Reluctant.
Meal preparer
Reluctant.
Work out routine
Reluctant.
Healthy food eater
Reluctant.
I’d be a lump on a log,
A slave of my whims,
Randomly directing energy
In short bursts,
Skitterishly,
Here, there, everywhere, nowhere.
Let’s say I didn’t.
I didn’t do what I had to when I had to,
Who would I be?
I wouldn’t be as good at guitar as I am,
Actually, I would have left it behind long ago,
Cause it was hard
And I didn’t always want to.
I wouldn’t be an almost 7 year teacher,
I’d have bought a hippie van and headed for the coast
Long ago,
Cause it has been tough
And I didn’t always want to.
I wouldn’t be brave enough to sing,
To lead the congregation as I do now,
Cause it has been very hard,
And I cried a lot,
Because I didn’t always want to.
I wouldn’t have the relationship I have with God these days,
Not at all, if I hadn’t pushed through the hard,
The “don’t feel like it” and the “don’t want to’s.”
Especially those dark nights of winter,
and those dark nights of the soul.
That goes for all relationships I enjoy currently.
I could have given up on a lot of people a long time ago
Because the “want to” wasn’t there.
That’s ridiculous.
This waiting for the “want to.”
Someone put it this way,
“It doesn’t matter what you want.
It matters what you will.” 1
I can’t wait for the “want to.”
If I do, it could take forever,
Be short lived and scanty,
And I’d have absolutely no backbone
To stand up
And push through
When the next hard thing comes along.
Doing what I will when I don’t want to
Produces character.
Hard won, character is (as Yoda would say).
No one gets it
Naturally.
Wouldn’t that be nice?
So this reluctance,
If I give it a push,
It actually gets going,
And I get rolling,
If I keep pushing,
Like riding your bike against the wind,
Resistance.
Resistance creates strength.
Strength of character.
Unless reluctance takes a hike
Resistance is nonexistent.
And character is caputz.
And who likes to hang around a lump on a log anyway?
How does a reluctant lump make any kind of lasting difference in this world?
Or find life abundant and fulfilling.
You know the kind of fulfilling.
When you’ve stuck to your work out routine for over a month,
And now it’s a routine you can’t imagine living without.
And said no to sugar until you loose the love of it.
When you see the light bulb turn on above a child’s head,
And three-digit by three-digit multiplication doesn’t produce tears anymore.
The kind of fulfilling when
They comment on how they appreciate how tidy your home is,
And request a recipe for that dessert you thought you’d never master.
The kind of fulfilling when
You see prayers being answered, prayers you forgot you prayed, it was all so long ago.
And you’re able to sing praise and practice thanksgiving
Whether you feel like it or not,
And by the end know
It was worth it
Deep inside.
That kind of fulfilling when
You can pick up that song on guitar quick
Cause you practiced enough to make it seem
Natural.
What?
These hard things,
That reluctance resists,
These resisters that strengthen you
Can become
Natural?
Eventually.
So maybe if
I keep resisting reluctance,
And willing to do
What I don’t want to do,
Maybe all this hard will
Eventually
Become
Natural.

Dear Reluctant Writer (Me, today anyway),
Remember that your will is stronger than your want.
Boss yourself around a bit.
It’ll make you more the you you wish you were,
Naturally.
Peace
1. http://www.bethel.tv/watch/4082/transforming-your-life-sunday-am/2016/07/03