Time Out

Do you ever have those? Time outs? Or maybe it's just time away. I've been traveling for my job and so I'm disconnected...different music, no time to read or really think, different friends, different priorities. And now I'm back. And everything is exactly the same as I left it. Nothing stopped while I was gone, but it didn't change either. And now it's time to fill it back up, that cup that I'm supposed to have running over. Right now, it's more like running on empty.

Yesterday I worked a little from home and then got the wild idea to move furniture. I'm like that. When I have things I should do, I can think of a million distractions that normally hold zero attraction for me. Yard work becomes the most fascinating thing in the world in comparison to work deadlines. I hope I'm not alone. Anyway, as I did that, I came across paperwork of my mom's and it occurred to me how unfair it is that I can't remember the things I want to (pin numbers, passwords, phone numbers) but some things I'll never be able to forget, no matter how desperately I want to. Why do you think that is? Maybe it's a matter of importance. Well, I guess it's also a part of growth.

I'm going to start a new study next week on peace. I'm looking forward to it.

Phillipans 4:4-8
4Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! 5Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. 6Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

8Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.