Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
BUGABOO
THE "NOTHING I CAN DO" BUGABOO
The lament that "There is nothing that I can do," reveals what it tries very hard to conceal. Its mere utterance attests to, expresses, some degree of capable reasoning, and a sufficient amount of physical energy, to try to do whatever we may want to do. These two things enable us to do whatever we do really WANT to do. "Can not do" is a canard.
Ahh! But "Want to do" is a bugaboo!
The bugaboo of want-to dooms deeds.
It certainly more easy to use the hazy, lazy language of lament so as to incur concurrence from others, who are as little inclined to do anything as are we.
These folks too disguise their alleged incapacities, under the same canard.
We "nothing I can do's" prefer crying to trying; prefer moping to coping. We prefer not trying to do anything, rather than risking anything; more content to lament some alleged lack like cowards!
Nothing is impossible to God's people! The big bugaboo is to believe that plain fact.
Bugaboo rhymes with "jigaboo," too!
https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/bugaboo