I started this blog with so much to say, and then I tried to post my thoughts. Not as easy as I had thought. At first, the entries were too much, then too trite, not good enough, not witty enough, not what I really wanted to say, etc., etc., etc. Sleeping in became the priority because, let’s face it, no one was reading my posts anyway. Days without a hit on my site would hit my soul deeply. But I really couldn’t blame my one loyal follower for not logging in day after day to see where my suddenly addled mind would end up. A small vacation to SoCal didn’t wake up and revitalize my senses, it made me more tired upon my return. Plus stopping my mood stabilizers put me in a funk. I prayed for more energy and gumption and God answered! I awoke this morning ready to frame my thoughts in a cohesive, rational way that would hopefully be read by someone in cyberdom and affect a life positively. I placed my mug of freshly brewed buttered coffee by my keyboard and turned on the lap top. I was ready, excited, and confident about the productive prose that would pour from my fingertips. Two words in, the cat jumped on the keyboard. Not only did this action disrupt my train of thought, it produced a string of gibberish on the screen that had to be deleted before I could continue. Positive outlook, positive state of mind. This must be the work of Satan. I must be about to unload some really deep and profound thought if he is throwing up roadblocks this early in the morning, right? No, not really. She wanted attention and breakfast. The little things of life that get in the way of our grand ambitions. I placed her on the ground and started working again. You won’t believe what happened, she jumped up again! Silly cat! I was heading for greatness, couldn’t she see that? After the third time, I realized that I would get nothing accomplished until I took care of the needs of my fur baby. I acquiesced and gave her the attention she needed and desired. It reminded me of an issue at my church where a new wing was in the developmental phases, and the excitement of growth and development seemed to supersede the importance of ministering to the congregation. We were so focused on growing for God that we forgot to stay grounded for God. The interpersonal relationships that are at the foundation of the faith were ignored for a perceived greater good. There is nothing wrong with expansion as long as we don’t overlook the peoples we care for. Our relationships and responsibilities to meet the needs of others should always take precedence over our own longings. Taking care of NuNu this morning relaxed the tension in my shoulders and only delayed the blog by thirty minutes. Caring for my kids, husband, and friends should always matter more than writing a blog that may never be read by anyone else in this world. God wants us to be good stewards to everything he has given us including our immediate environment. When I care for the urgent, I end up with more time for the important. My attempts at writing are pretty sketchy, but they are important to me. And God will provide the time necessary for everything under the sun if I follow his commands and work within his guidelines. Expect more ramblings soon, I have been renewed!
I am a Christian, a wife, a mom, and a part-time basket case who wants to be a full time writer.