There’s a little green monster inside of me that’s poised to tear down the things that are good in life.

For years it thrived and uglied up my peaceful world until the time when I thought I had it beat. Everything was smooth and easy then.

But I’m realizing now that the little monster wasn’t gone. There was merely nothing for it to meddle with for a time. There was no reason for it to come out and play. There was nothing it felt worth destroying.

But now there is.

If find myself in battles I don’t feel capable of fighting, but until I am the victor, the battles I must fight. Sometimes I get bruised and often I’m worn out, but if the powers that be are true this battered, broken soul will have some place to rest.

The rejuvenating rest is such a sweet reward. It’s a lofty goal to strive for that is close enough to touch. It’s what keeps me going and gives me a sense of peace, though it may be only temporary, until the time when I have conquered the little monster that is oh, so very big.

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