So many times, people have called me stubborn . And weirdly enough, mostimes, I like it. I know it’s not completely good, but I happen to find it quite comforting.
In fact, I feel like I need to be more stubborn than I already am. In certain areas. For instance,
In praying. I know that prayer is a form of conversation between me and God, and not some sort of forced, practiced speech. I also that praying is extremely important if I plan on getting anywhere in my Christian journey, but sometimes I’m just so lazy. And all I have to do is talk. Oh well. So much for my said stubbornness.
In stretching. For my fellow dancers, (I’m not one yet but I hope to be soon) you’ll understand how important it is to stretch. But, once again, I can be so lazy..
In saying ‘sorry’. I don’t know if this is just me, but sometimes getting the ‘sorry’ word out is so hard. And this time, I can’t even use my laziness as an excuse. Or can I?
In smiling. I think smiling people are prettier than unsmiling people. Wouldn’t it be nice to be prettier just because you smiled?
I probably still have a lot to add to this list, but for now, my stubbornness can only go so far.