God seems to not throw a fit about putting up with humans for eternity.
Even in our sin, logiclessness, and stubbornness.
But you can’t seem to do it without complaint for a few years?
My body is battered.
My mind is tired.
How will I perform tomorrow?
The doubt begins to creep in.
But tomorrow is not my concern.
Only now, only the present.
I will deal with tomorrow when it comes.
For now I must fight the war in the present.
That is my concern.