I'm not sure why it happens, but sometimes at the end of a day, my mind drifts back over the events of that waking period and wonder of any importance attached to my actions or thoughts. Then I fall asleep and wake up with the subject still there.
Let's see, what did I do yesterday?
Well, I slept late and then got up for breakfast. It was Sunday, but we were to have church in the park today, so there was no coffee to go make at church, and the service was not till 10:30, so there was no need to rush.
Went to church then took care of the offering, then came home for lunch. Played 9 holes in the mid afternoon, ate a quick bit for supper, read some stuff on the computer, read some on my Kindle, then went to sleep.
Pretty exciting, right?
As I thought about it last night and again this morning, I wondered if anything I did yesterday made any difference, was there any purpose in the hours spent, or was it just a "ho hum another day"?
As I sit here right now, I can see the first problem with this attitude and these questions. I don't usually write a blog on Sunday because of having to get up early and get to the coffee making. By the time I get back home, it is time to eat and get ready to go back before 9AM. There is no time to sit and meditate, just time to get it done.
But I want to feel like there was a reason to my day, a reason for getting up and going and doing, a purpose in it all, not just a way to pass a few hours before I can get back in bed again.
So, I start this new day with at least a small purpose, to get up early and contemplate the reasons for my disquieting thoughts from yesterday. Looking at some Scripture, thinking on what I read, praying for some direction or recognition of opportunities, this gets me thinking in the right direction.
Then my two prayers for this day:
"Thy Will Be Done"
and
"Show me my part in Your Story"
and a needed third prayer:
"Help"
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