Presence

Exhausted I fell into bed.  A nap.  A glorious nap.  It had been a long, tiring day.  My body was tired.  My energy spent after another day of attempting to hold myself together after a summer of major life events.  It was taking its toll.  

An interruption.  Someone wanted me to take them somewhere.  No greeting.  No concern for me.  Just that someone needed to go somewhere.  

I was irritated and offended.  Before any words escaped my mouth, a single thought penetrated all the swirling self-centered thoughts.  The way I perceived I was being treated was not any different than the way I treat God.  Except, you know, I treat Him even worse.  

It just struck me, I don't greet Him and welcome Him and sit with Him just enjoying the quiet.  Enjoying His presence.  

No, I tell Him what is going on with my friends and family, peppering needs and problems and desires.  

Oh sure, I read Scripture, His written Word.  But not so I can just hang out with Him.  No, I read it so I can grow and learn and find answers and encouragement for myself and others.  Now, I don't think those are bad habits.  But, I do think that I need just some quiet time, some time of being still in His presence.  

Thanks for chasing my wandering thoughts with me.

Cindy

Thoughts, Procrastination, and Life

I had an idea for a blog post the other day.  I was in the shower.  That’s where I do some of my best thinking.  At least it seems that way.  Ha.  

But, as you can see from there not being any posts for the past several days that, well, I didn’t write it.  I thought it was really good and there’s no way I could forget it.  It was so clear.  Well, I procrastinated.  Guess what that means.  It means I didn’t remember it.  I remember some components, but not how I had planned to link all of it together.  

Somehow, thoughts of the effects of a hurting foot and how it affected the rest of one’s body and how a severe case of dermatitis on the thumb at the same time could adversely affect the activities of daily living in ways we don’t often think about.  My brain linked these thoughts to the Scripture that describes how the church is not made up just an eye or just a foot, but of many parts and how we need all of those parts.  If a part of the church is not healthy, it impacts the rest of the church.  

I really wish I could remember how I was going to write it.  Alas, I am writing this post instead.  

Praying that I will work on this “sin” of procrastination.  

That’s a hard one.  

Thanks for being part of my journey of chasing my wandering thoughts.  

-Cindy-

1 Corinthians 12

Proverbs 24:30-34