For many pastors, Monday is the day off. For me, it’s my day to clean up.
So today, I sat with two different change agents. Both are great people who want to see things done. The time was invigorating. So, when I hit a later meeting that was a bit slow, I stayed focused.
Not every week is this good a start. I was reading this past week that the eighth day of the week is the true beginning of the next week. An interesting thought. Looks like this next week could be great.
A few posts ago I mentioned I have floaters in my eyes. I guess they are just something you learn to live with. Gives me a new perspective on the world around me, that’s for sure!
I’m also finding that my time has floaters as well. Those are days when the usual schedule is somehow redistributed. Not maliciously, not intentionally, but it just happens.
Today was one of those days. This is my usual day off. But three external events, beyond my control, all fall on this day. So, I’m floating with my time off to other days this week. Never the preferred way, but every so often you have what I call a “grad gown day.”
In a former job I served as a registrar. When graduation week came, the squeeze of life became intense. I enjoyed having my kids show up, but they would end up trailing behind my flowing grad gown. Dad would stop and talk with them, but there was always the next thing. So, they learned at that time of year that they were welcome but they would have to run with me.
Now that I’ve had knee surgery I can’t quite run as fast (a sign of old age), but I still have those days where many things converge to just make it busy. And so for today, I’m about to eat supper, then shortly after I will head to the next event. Since this morning I have also been headed to the next event.
And when I return home later tonight I’ll rest a bit and head to bed.
Just one of those floater days!
I wish I could just lay out all that has happened today. Confidentiality places certain parameters on that.
God sometimes hears a lot of things that others don’t!
For that I am thankful.
One more reason to believe in a very personal God!
Well, the cold and winter seems to just drag on, and on, and on . . . I guess that’s why they call the syndrome of winter – SAD (seasonal affective disorder). You notice it as soon as you see rays of sunshine poke through the sky. There is an almost audible uplift.
At the same time you can be struck by a cold in the middle of winter (or what should almost be the end of winter)! And such is my case right now. I cough into my sleeve and then breathe heavily through an almost plugged nose. No fun – and tends to be part of the SAD thing as well.
So, tomorrow morning I’ll take time off and try and do some recuperating. Somehow God has made our bodies to push only so far, and then we need to slow down.
Good night all and may your rest lead to restoration!