TAXED

I don’t recall anyone ever saying they enjoyed paying taxes. They are a cost we endure, not with out a lot less than joy.

But then these are also the times of taxing of one’s spirit. Where are find out what resides within.

It isn’t always a wonderful experience, but we do learn from the process then it is a good option. Just wish they weren’t painful.

This is the part that truly comes when least expected. The times when we get hit broadside by some trial.

And we never find this to be a demand that brings happiness at the time. We might even sit back and question the value.

There are times in life for which there are no answers. Those occasions without a clear point of meaning.

Does this happen? Not always. I still have moments that strained me to the max, which have yet to make sense.

If it is a case of something that is truly where we made a mistake or bad choice then it can make sense. Consequences we can appreciate.

Doesn’t mean we necessarily take time to always celebrate this learning process. And I wish that the Lord did always make these moments clear.

But that is not the reality. It is all part of the journey of faith. Some times the answers have to wait until eternity.

And that is the tax we bear in our souls. The strain of not knowing and being aware we may not any time soon.



But that is the part where there are not easy answers. Just the challenge to accept the fee. And celebrate when the time allows.

When we move ahead we sometimes have to step back. There are occasions this has reasons.

But that is not always the hope we want. Not the dream we savor or desire. Just the tax upon our spirit we will face

Do it the way the way the Lord wants and it will be a blessing even in the hardship. Do it wrong and no peace will come.

Just an issue of if we want to see it with our hearts or doubt.