I have for long held to the belief that my emotions should be directly under my control. And as inspired by the letters of Paul the Apostle, I choose not to be mastered by my feelings.
Not because they are bad and disgusting. More than anything, they are in themselves natural and normal to have. But, as we all know, if left to run wild, unchecked, we become our worst selves.
Lately, I have been thinking about the idea of getting better and advancing oneself. I realized, again and again, the irrefutable fact that making good decisions and following through with them, sometimes, must require some kind of deliberate preparation. The type necessary to equip us for the attainment of the goals those decisions point to.
Some goals just need a little a bit more attention than just the opportunity of merely lightning up in our heads. From experience, it is quite easy to make decisions in a state of high ecstasy. But afterward, when the euphoria disappears, and we settle into our normal everyday routine, we often find ourselves challenged and unable to execute the determined objective.