Great wisdom thoughts…
….”I’m still here..trying to do something good
with what I have” thanks!
I Do the Best I Can
Some days, it doesn’t look like much. A few things get done. A few things fall apart. I forget what I meant to say, lose my patience, rinse, repeat…
Like everyone, I’m just trying to make something out of the pieces in front of me— a life, a purpose, a bit of a legacy, and the feeling that things could still be better.
So I show up and I do the best I can.
Not because it’s noble. But because effort matters— and the small things, done with some kind of heart, might add up to something sacred.
I don’t always get it right.
Some days it feels like I’m just patching holes in a sinking boat— plugging one leak just to see another appear. But, heck, it is my boat. My hands. My life. So I keep patching. What else am I going to do?
And then sometimes I stop and look around, and it may not be pretty, but it’s holding, and that’s going to have to be enough for now because as we all know life doesn’t run in straight lines. It loops. It stalls. It makes a mess. You do what you can, and — let’s be honest… sometimes that has to be enough.
Some mornings it all just feels heavy. You look around at that same mess, those same problems still waiting for you. You’re not inspired. You’re not enlightened. You’re just… here.
But you can still get up. You can still try to fix what’s in front of you. You can still care, even when you’re tired of caring.
And then once in a while, something small goes right. Not big. Not dramatic. Just something that doesn’t fall apart. And you’ve got to take that as a win.
If we do the best we can, if we keep showing up — not with perfection, and not even necessarily with answers, but simply with whatever strength we have left. If we keep choosing to care— even when we’re tired of trying, even when we wish someone else could carry it for a while, even when we don’t know if it’s working. If we do the best we can, even when we don’t feel strong, even when no one sees it, maybe that in itself is its own kind of prayer.
Maybe its a way of saying: I’m still here. I haven’t given up. And I’m still trying to make something good with what I’ve got.
And maybe, some days, that’s all you can do. And that’s ok.
Because, as long as we’re trying, as long as we keep putting one foot in front of the other, as long as we keep chipping away with whatever we can muster, we can at least know we didn’t quit on ourselves, or on the world.
And maybe that’s where G-d meets us— not in the victory, but in the motion. In the reach itself.
So let’s just keep trying. Let’s keep patching. And let’s keep building whatever good we can with these hands while we can.
Amen.
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