I didn’t want to do this today

It’s Sunday night, after a long but productive week.

Since Friday, the voice – or rather one of them – in the back of my head has been repeating to me – “You need to write something this weekend.” It’s gotten so bad, I finally gave in and started on the post you’re reading now.

The problem is, I can’t decide on a topic to write about for my life of me. Hour after hour this nagging, elderly male-sounding voice, keeps telling me to write.

For a time, I tried doing what anyone would do with an annoying thought – try to tune it out. But it didn’t work. No matter what I did for the last three days, the voice didn’t fade – not even over a metal music bender.

So here we are. Trying to find meaning in an action initiated by a motivation that can’t be explained.

Wait. That’s it!

The act itself can’t be explained, and we’re working through trying to find meaning in the act itself. Brilliant!

In producing this post, I’m satisfying the voice, but I fail to be able to explain the reasons for this.

Am I simply acting on impulse, or being called to decipher a riddle?

Is this what it means to have a calling? To be so in tune with one’s own internal longings that are unable to be ignored?

Or am I just mildly insane for hearing an old man telling me to write for three days?

Honestly, all of these theories are equally valid, and I don’t have an answer beyond that.

What I do have, however, is a theory. What if this was all meant to inspire action in you, the reader?

What if this nagging I’ve put up with was a call to action?

I’m writing something I don’t quite understand having been motivated from rest by an unseen voice in order to deliver a message.

When unmotivated, tired, or worse, we can temporarily hide from our obligations to ourselves and others, but something inside us will always be there to remind us of what we should be doing.

I should be writing this weekend. No matter how tired or unmotivated I might be.

What’s your voice telling you to accomplish before you rest?

Take a moment to listen. It’s likely important.

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