Methinks you do think too much. With your thoughts, you may be like a dog chewing a bone. You can't get enough of chewing your thoughts. You ask yourself such questions as:

"Why am I in a slump? Why can't I be happy and stay happy once and for all? Why must I analyze so much all the time? Why do I think I must figure out my life? Why can't I just live my life in joy and not question it? What is it exactly that I believe I must know? Do I have a gene in me that insists I question? Questioning has been a way of life for me to analyze and find fault, hasn't it?

"Couldn't I be a comfort to myself rather than a poser of questions wherein I go round and round and not really get anywhere? Oh, yes, every once in a while I have insights and breakthroughs, and I begin to think that I've arrived, yet the outcome of my being so sure I've arrived is that I seem to be knocked down again sooner or later and find myself in shambles.

"What makes me think I need all the answers? I love to live in rain and in snow. I love to feel alive and beloved no matter what the weather. I long to become a grateful human being in summer and winter. What is this within me that I think I must be well-received all the time everywhere, and be so disappointed when I am not?

"God states that He loves me, loves us all. Can I not then be content?

"Even when my life looks good, I pronounce it short-lasting. Oh, yes, I worry that bone. I question its Source constantly. I question You, God. I question myself, and while I try to find all the answers, I put my life on hold, or I, so to speak, go around to the back door of Life. I often try to hide from life. I put my eyes down."

Beloveds, now you know that you are to look life in the eye. You dance and you sing in accord with life. You don't spend your time avoiding life or scandalizing it. You may invite life to dance with you. You may reach your hand out first. You are not on alert. You are in sync with life. You are a good dancer.

When you see life as your partner and your dance teacher, you follow life's moves graciously. You may say thank you to life. You do not say: "Why couldn't we, you and I, dance a waltz now, Life? I don't want to learn this new dance. I falter."

It seems you don't want to learn all the dances there are. You want only those you can pick and choose. To some dances, you would give blue ribbons. In the case of other dances you don't want, you would turn your back and beg to be excused from them. You see that they hurt you, even cut your heart in two. You don’t want such dances ever.

You would love to reverse Life's direction when it is not a direction you desire. You don't want to learn some of the difficult dances. You do not ever want to experience them. You want to be excused from them. You don't know why not.

You don't want to dance every dance card that seems to appear before you. Absolutely, you would like to be excused.

Whatever life holds for you that you do not ask for, you demand to be excused from. In so doing, you avoid life. Avoidance isn't your choice, beloveds. There is one life to choose, and it is yours. Learn it, and make it wonderful. Inevitably, you come out the other side of it.