“Time is what we want most, but what we use worst.”
― William Penn
Up until February or so of this year, I had a whole list of things I said I’d do when I got the time.
I’ve certainly had the time but my list has not really changed very much.
The concept of time has become almost mystical. Days blend into each other making it hard for me to remember if I’d done a certain task this morning or was that yesterday morning. Weekends merge into the rest of the days and I find myself saying things like it’s Monday again or is it really Friday already? Fridays did not come this fast when I was working!
For the first time in my life I’ve been home consistently enough to witness the sun change its arc across the sky. I’ve watched the fawns lose their spots and baby birds grow up at our bird feeders. I’ve seen most of the sunrises and sunsets which became visual reminders of the power and steadfastness of God.
I’ve continued my search for self and made strong commitments to self-care. This was not and is not always easy but I’m making steady if slow progress.
I’ve made time to talk with God daily and continue to find prayers that fit my life and ones to share. I’ve learned short informal prayers are great because sometimes less really is more. Fewer words mean I can add some of my own and make my conversation with God more personal. I like that–a lot.
Sometimes the most important things we need to do aren’t on any list.
Lord help me
is going to happen
to me today
that You and I
together can’t handle.