Some times I find myself facing a task which is seemingly insurmountable, and damn-near impossible to do. Like, I seriously start getting the same thoughts a child would express when being told to clean their room. Then I snap out of it, and remember Christ. I like to think of it as the Holy Spirit bitch-slapping the stupid out of me. And then the task gets done, and I feel a rewarding feeling of having done a thing that would make lesser men shrink-away and fail. I just had this same thought earlier, actually. Lol, which makes it even better that it was one of the first things on poal that I see when logging in, today. Nothing ever gets easier: you simply progressively get better at doing more-and-more difficult things, until the things that used to be difficult are nothing but mere muscle-memory.