Cluck, not suck.

I am in charge of coaching someone in the discipline of not laying around moping (though there's a valid reason to), but instead, of getting up and out to a productive life and day of work. To make it a bit more fun, I sent this devotional to her office. Though silly, it's helpful....

It’s true! All discipline seems to suck at the time we are called to suck it up and get with it. Dieting, exercising, quitting something unhealthy for us (mentally, spiritually, or physically), or beginning something we don’t want to face—all of it can seem quite sucky. Till… the afterwards.
Afterwards, when a diet loss has won us a healthy body, or exercise has stopped our arms from flapping after we’ve stopped waving, or we’ve quit our habit of moping and there’s a non-stop flow of joy, or we’ve faced the unface-able and have that priceless sense of accomplishment, then it’s so worth it. And that doesn’t suck at all!
So, one day, you will look back on all this discipline and cluck its praises—the training will have paid off!
Your day’s motto—cluck, not suck. (I know, I know, it’s very clever.)

Cluck—Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless His holy name. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget none of His benefits; who pardons all my iniquities; who heals all my diseases; who redeems my life from the pit; who crowns me with lovingkindness and compassion; who satisfies my years with good things, so that my youth (yahoo) is renewed like the eagle. Psalm 103:1-5.

Suck—Discipline, before the benefiting, joy-generating afterwards.