Pausing

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Since it’s a thirty-four-mile drive (one way) to major shopping and doctors, my husband and I lump all our errands together. Monday was the usual marathon.  

By the time we got home, we were both tired and grumpy, and even grumpier when I realized we had forgotten Cooper’s thyroid meds.

I groaned. We’d never make it back before the vet’s office closed.

Only good thing, Cooper wouldn’t run out of medication until Thursday, but I resigned myself to just get it over with and go back tomorrow. I hated the idea. The day after being in town, I wanted to relax.

The debate still raged in my mind when I opened my devotions the next morning.

From Living Faith Devotional

 

God gave me permission to rest. 

I listened.  

Not only did I have the chance to recharge my energy, but my hairdresser also returned my call regarding a hair appointment. She had an opening Wednesday. Waiting saved me three back-to-back trips.

I usually put prayer and meditation first, but now and then, I succumb to the panicked urge to jump up and start my To Do List. A decision I often regret.

Thank you, Lord, for urging me to pause and rest rather than running from dawn to dusk, worried about many things. Amen.

 

 

The Comedy Routine

They say haste makes waste and that is true. Haste, in my case, leads directly to an unscripted comedy routine and it starts with a few diabolical distractions.

I get up early, at least two hours before I need to start getting ready for work. These are the only hours in the day I have to sit alone in the quiet. I use that time to read my devotions, enjoy a cup of coffee (sometimes two) and write. Yet, this is also when I get into the most trouble.

Distractions, like rabbit trails, lead me further and further into the forest and farther away from what I should be focusing on - getting ready for work. In one heartbeat, I have two hours to putter. In the next I have less than a half hour to pack my lunch, shower, dry my hair, put on my make up and figure out what in the heck to wear that day. Breakfast? Well now that will have to be toast and peanut butter in the car. I bet you can see where this was going a lot faster than I did.