Spirit seems to scold me for setting goals that are
So limited that they do not, to Him, qualify
To even be called such.
Where is intention and striving toward?
Perhaps I’m afraid of failure.
What’s wrong with failure?
I’m also afraid of success.
Yes. But, why?
Where to go from there?
It would, or could, He tells me, become as
Just one more of the many everyday successes
In my life.