I’ve been learning a lot this week…. a whole lot. It’s always a humbling experience when you walk down a path of instruction and begin to realize there are so many things that you do not know. These times can be quite intimidating and also exhilarating. There is worry you might never get the new knowledge crammed into your head coupled with the understanding that the wisdom attained will make you a better servant to the world. So, you persist and hope.
Growth in knowledge and wisdom, challenges to overcome, new journeys begun help us remember; to truly live is to change, transition, become something other than what we are presently.
Part of my vocation is to understand why people think the way they think, speak the way they speak, behave they way they do. In a society where grabbing one’s 15 minutes of fame is omnipotent, expressing opinions, hogging the spotlight is the goal, the person who listens, understands, empathizes, is becoming an extinct species.
Too often our “listening” is simply a response waiting to happen. We wait for a pause, a breath, and then pounce, bloviating and dominating with our many words. We’ve forgotten how to listen, to allow another’s words to affect us, change us, make us feel and perhaps love more fully.
Some days you’re just tired! Today is one of those days. I am exhausted, mentally, physically, emotionally. The weariness isn’t a result of anything negative but I’m still whooped. My mind is jelly, my body is heavy and the bed beckons me even though it’s only 6:00pm CST.
Wisdom tells us not to get too tired, too hungry or too angry and that nothing good comes when you reach a critical mass with any or all these categories. Finding rest, nourishment and peace can be most difficult when you don’t have the strength to search. On these days the teachings we’ve read, the disciplines we’ve practiced, the paths we’ve traveled remind us how to reflect upon, and recover from, a life that too often wears us out!blessings, @brianloging http://www.thewannabesaint.com
The last couple of days I’ve been waiting on an important package containing a much needed document. It was sent to me “priority mail” last Friday scheduled for delivery on Monday, which came and went, nothing. *Exasperated Sigh!* So I wait, tracking the package online, which tells me it’s “out for delivery” but as of this posting, still nothing.
Wisdom tells me that patience, acceptance of things beyond my control, is essential to contentment and well being. I’m trying, hard, but the struggle to give into anxiousness, worse case scenario thinking is ever present.
There are times when what we preach must be put into practice, what we think becomes action or all we claim is vanity.
Wintertime, along with the cold, snow and ice brings an increase in depression rates . Today the temps were bone chilling with a stiff wind and low hanging, dark, ominous clouds. One of the most difficult components of winter is the limited daylight. The sun is setting by four in the afternoon and it’s dark by five. I forgot to turn the lights on when I left this morning and when I arrived home this evening it was pitch-black in the house. Bumbling, stumbling around I was able to find a lamp and the light brought with it a welcoming warmth.
On dreary days, unwanted seasons, times when it’s dark and uncertain a little light, a bit of warmth can be a Godsend.blessings, @brianloging http://www.thewannabesaint.com
Pouring rain on a cold, fall, Sunday morning makes it tough getting out of bed. After forcing myself to move, fixing a big cup of coffee and taking a hot shower I was ready to face the day. Worship this morning was different because the heating unit in the sanctuary broke down this past week. The service was held in a fellowship hall and because of my hesitancy to leave the warm bed I was late. My tardiness wouldn’t have been so noticeable if the room was set up differently. I didn’t realize the chairs were facing the entrance doors so instead of sneaking into the service and sitting on the back row I walked in with everyone staring at me. I’m not sure what my face portrayed but inside I was thinking; “whoa!” I had to walk around the pastor giving announcements, down the middle aisle, while looking for a place sit. As I did these things a thought raced through my mind; “perhaps I need to go back to or should have stayed in bed.” After I found a place to sit and calmed my thoughts I was able to enjoy the service, recite the prayers and reflect on the message.
Life has a way of mixing things up. Unexpected events take us by surprise and we’re left wondering if it’s worth the effort, the stress, the uncomfortableness. In these times and seasons we’re tempted to pull the blankets over our heads and stay where it’s safe. However, if we can find the strength and courage to venture outside our comfort zones, we’ll discover that what really matters often comes through struggle and perseverance.blessings, @brianloging http://www.thewannabsaint.com
This morning, while letting the dogs outside, I locked myself out of the house. One minute I’m focused on leashes the next I hear the sound of a shutting door. I try to turn the knob, no go. I’ve done this before and each time there’s a sense of panic followed by thoughts of what to do next. My first and best option was to knock on the window closest to the bed where my wife lay sleeping. So, after walking the dogs, I began to rap on the window and then listen for a reply. Finally, after a few moments of knocking, I heard a sleepy response “Brian?” and then the blinds parted with Beth peering through, her face displaying a “am I dreaming?” look. I smiled, pointed toward the door and she let me back in.
Today I am thankful for the blessing of having others in my life who, in spite of the many mistakes and mishaps I’ve made, are willing to help me, rescue me and not leave me stranded and alone.blessings, @brianloging http://www.thewannabesaint.com