I think I have allowed myself to come down with "broken record" syndrome.

I have noticed that I seem to be having the same conversations . . . sharing the same thoughts . . . hoping for the same changes . . . with no evidence of moving forward.

Granted I may be making tiny steps forward . . . and the thoughts that are shared make a little more sense each time I share them . . . but I fear I am suffereing from a serious case of "in-action".

It was on Good Friday . . . at the third station of the cross that I felt the weight of my in-action.

"Thy will be done" . . . that is all there is.

I thought about it a great deal that night . . . and tried my best to flesh it out then and there . . . so it would not just become another fleeting thought.

It is like there are these things in my head that I know I should be doing . . . and it not the kind of should that is oppressing and that brings guilt . . . it is the kind of should that speaks life . . . that pulls me toward something more.

I have said on multiple occasions that I am tired of talking . . . that I want my life to be overcome with action . . . but then I just keeping talking . . . or worse, I forget about it all together.

So what is to be done?

When will I stop talking and begin to really live?

Is the time coming for me to be fully alive?