I Don't Want to Get Up

#110

Friend,

“I don’t want to get up.”

My 12-year-old son told me those words on Friday, and I thought “Welcome to the club.”

We have different kinds of “I don’t want to get up”.

• Sometimes it’s “I went to bed too late, and I haven’t gotten enough sleep.”

• Sometimes it’s “I’m warm. It’s cold without covers, and comfortable.”

• Sometimes it’s “This day has nothing to offer me.”

Those are three different whys to the same what.

If it’s option 1, go to bed earlier. If it’s option 2, get a comfy and warm robe.

If it’s option 3, then it’s not that easy. I heard a quote the other day from Lysa TerKeurst that has stayed with me,

“It’s very hard to walk towards a future that you don’t want.”

It’s hard to get out of bed when it feels like the day has nothing for you. It’s hard to move on, when you have nothing to move towards. So, now what?

There are no easy ways to infuse hope in a letter like this one. Hope, like love, is beyond a warm, fuzzy feeling, but hope, like love, begins as an intentional choice.

When we choose hope, we believe today can be better than yesterday. We believe that our circumstances are not bigger than our character. We believe that life is greater than death.

I saw this the other day online, and I want to share it with you. It gave me hope, and maybe it will give you hope as well.

Love,

Aaron

P.S. I saw that image on an Adam Grant tweet. The artist can be found on twitter (lizandmollie)

P.S.S. I’ve started a Facebook page for Letters to a Weary Soul. I’ll be posting my Letters on there, and publishing past letters there as well! If you want to like that page, and share the letters that mean something to you, I’d be honored!