Sweat Bullets
Few of us like to sweat bullets – physical or emotional.
After a hard day of physical work, giant drops of sweat the size of bullets drip from us. We get:
- Wet
- Dirty
- Sticky
- Stinky
- Tuckered out
We long for a cool breeze, swim, or shower to help us feel better.
To sweat bullets also refers to emotional stress.
We become:
- Anxious
- Nervous.
- Distressed
- Fearful
We turn into worry warts.
Many stresses result from our circumstances.
- Physical illness
- Death
- Job loss
- Financial problems
- Natural disasters
Other stresses come from within us.
We worry about:
- An unknown future
- Our purpose in life
- Life after death
Whether external or internal, we tie ourselves in knots.
Next week we will look at a better way to deal with life’s stresses. Until then, stay cool, physically and emotionally. Seek God’s peace and purpose for this life and the next. Enjoy the possibilities of every day.
“Don’t fret and worry—it only leads to harm” (Psalm 37:8 TLB).
Thanks to Ann Maniscalco for the suggestion.
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