…it was tense.
I am grateful for a tense back, with muscles so tight they feel as if they are going to break from the strain.
I am grateful for wobbly legs, legs that have not moved in many hours due to the task at hand.
I am grateful for sandpaper eyes, tired from the glare of the screen.
I am grateful for the repetitive and the difficult of rewind and pause, rewind and pause, rewind and pause.
I am grateful for Terrible Joke Tuesdays at 4:45 in the afternoon, so that I can laugh out loud with a tense back, wobbly legs, sandpaper eyes, and pause the repetitive rewind.
I am busy. It’s a good busy, and it makes me better, but I am exhausted these days. Busy means work is good, and it means there is a lot to do – editing, formatting, transcribing, deadlines – and it means I have to prioritize and put my gratitude ahead of tasks. I haven’t done this for almost two weeks.
I am not a woo-woo kind of person, but I saw the above quote and see the correlation. I have not taken the time to quiet my heart. I have checked off lists, I have done the errands. I have scheduled the calendars, and I have set my sights on work. And in the center of it all, my soul has gone missing. Not really, but it has been covered by busy.
And God waits.
He waits for me to slow down. He waits for me to recognize. He waits for me to reach out and remember, once again.
I have a need for realignment this week. I have need for rest. I am grateful that I have another opportunity to express just how grateful I really am. I am grateful to those who care and have taken the time to let me know.
So, as a goodnight to Terrible Joke Tuesday, one more bar funny:
A ham sandwich walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender says, “I’m sorry, we don’t serve food here.”
It’s time to quiet my mind and listen. Just listen…