It's 23.06 on a Sunday night and I ought to have been in bed for at least 36 minutes by now but instead I am spending a few moments to write this post. I'm doing this because I made a promise to myself that I would try to do it regularly. I think it really helps me process my thoughts, wind down from the busyness of life and declutter my brain a bit so it doesn't seem utterly foolish to do it before I go to sleep. Perhaps next time, I'll aim to be in bed earlier though. Anyway, since last Saturday I had planned for my next post to be entitled 'digital detox'. I think I had read somewhere how a woman who'd written a book on reclaiming your life, pursuing happiness and all that is popular in self-help literature at the moment had chosen to detox from digital devices at the weekend. By digital devices she was referring to smartphones and internet. I think she still used the internet if she needed to on her computer but she certainly didn't use her smartp...
...the fact that it seems very wrong that after getting back from a week away on Sunday night, this is the first opportunity so far I have had to sit down, catch up on email, chill out with some fresh coffee and even unpack my suitcase (filled with thankfully clean laundry, due to a weekend spent at home sick). Hmmmm......seems a sad thing to me that weekly routine can get so filled up that it takes time away (thousands of miles away sometimes) to take stock, think, listen, reflect. I think that is another thing I do appreciate about the gift of travel and time, a forced long coach journey or flight gives me time to think a little, pray quietly and just converse a bit with God knowing that he always listens - trying to get that back into my daily life here again is more of a struggle. But I am trying even if it means using my commute in to listen to some worship songs rather than my usual whilst praying for the day ahead. It's easy to get really good at juggling lots of balls, plan...
This week has been timetabled as 'Easy week' and the name says it all. No Via days are scheduled in and its ours for rest, reflection and all that good stuff :-) Being rather short on cash at the moment, I thought I had made the smart decision of accepting some extra shifts this week at the cafe where I work. However, Sunday morning arrived and I realised I had acquired a lovely viral thing from my friend the previous night. Like a fool, I just assumed I wouldn't catch his horrible cold, cuz I am normally quite fortunate and his doctor wifey hadn't managed to get it even though he'd been ill and off work for a whole week! As a result I managed to have my hours reduced on monday (as I was a clumsy mess, and created many minature disasters all morning) and I now have the rest of the week off. It may seem a rather fatalistic view, but I do reckon that my acquisition of this horrible URTI was all down to God trying to tell me to bloomin well rest! And I was reminded of ...
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