It seems I'm always on the run and that writing something here takes a low, low priority. That being said, here I am with a few minutes before work and I've decided to give it a go.
Actually, this morning I've come up with plan to make my life seem a little less wacky. To wit: every evening I'll take a shower and make my lunch for the next day in advance, then snuggle up in bed with a book at 8:30 (lights out at 9:00). At 5:00 the next morning I leap out of bed, then (having made my quickie breakfast) sit on the couch having my toast, coffee, and protein drink as I read something to try and help put my mind into a more religious/spiritual frame of mind. (Okay, we're talking what we used to call "devotions" or "having a quiet time.")
There are a couple things I've read lately that have reminded me of the all importance of this sort of thing, as a general rule. One item was written by that Christian Swiss physician/counsellor/author, Paul Tournier, who said his life was transformed when he started spending TWO AND A HALF HOURS every morning quietly reading good stuff, meditating (and writing)--or sometimes doing some professional writing too (he wasn't rigid).
The other bit of influence came through reading, in Leap Over a Wall, Eugene Peterson's book about the life of David, about what happens to you, spiritually, when you're in the wilderness. God starts to seem real again, and so forth. Bottom line is, you have got to get quiet--to get all the media jingling and jangling out of your head--plus all the wild and woolly influences of life in the big city generally--and remember what's real, what's important, what counts, what's going to last, where you're going to live, one day, forever and ever and ever--and how piddling most of the stuff you worry about now is going to seem then.
So, having said that, now I must do exactly the opposite: get my shoes and jacket on, grab my bag with books and lunch, rush towards the door, then ZOOM up the Don Valley Parkway and start my work day.
TTFN
Actually, this morning I've come up with plan to make my life seem a little less wacky. To wit: every evening I'll take a shower and make my lunch for the next day in advance, then snuggle up in bed with a book at 8:30 (lights out at 9:00). At 5:00 the next morning I leap out of bed, then (having made my quickie breakfast) sit on the couch having my toast, coffee, and protein drink as I read something to try and help put my mind into a more religious/spiritual frame of mind. (Okay, we're talking what we used to call "devotions" or "having a quiet time.")
There are a couple things I've read lately that have reminded me of the all importance of this sort of thing, as a general rule. One item was written by that Christian Swiss physician/counsellor/author, Paul Tournier, who said his life was transformed when he started spending TWO AND A HALF HOURS every morning quietly reading good stuff, meditating (and writing)--or sometimes doing some professional writing too (he wasn't rigid).
The other bit of influence came through reading, in Leap Over a Wall, Eugene Peterson's book about the life of David, about what happens to you, spiritually, when you're in the wilderness. God starts to seem real again, and so forth. Bottom line is, you have got to get quiet--to get all the media jingling and jangling out of your head--plus all the wild and woolly influences of life in the big city generally--and remember what's real, what's important, what counts, what's going to last, where you're going to live, one day, forever and ever and ever--and how piddling most of the stuff you worry about now is going to seem then.
So, having said that, now I must do exactly the opposite: get my shoes and jacket on, grab my bag with books and lunch, rush towards the door, then ZOOM up the Don Valley Parkway and start my work day.
TTFN
posted by Ted | 3:16 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home