Pause

There’s not a lick of wind blowing so it’s just a matter of time before the gnats show up. It’s a not so calm Sunday morning. The Baptist next door are showing up and a large number of log trucks are on the highway. We’re supposed to have a hurricane come visit us by the end of the week. I assume that’s why all these trucks are out on the road today. Knowing that by the middle of the week the logging roads will be soaked.

Lisa’s got my daughter’s laundry on the line. Glad I got it picked up yesterday cause of the upcoming rain. Hanging clothes on a line may sound like a quaint old custom. But for many like ourselves, it’s the only opinion you got. Many of us loose ourselves in the name of convenience. We order dinner from a drive thru or have our them delivered by FedEx or UPS. Precut, prepackaged, and ready to go. I don’t know, maybe I just lingered too long in the previous generation. But while I understand convenience, I’d much rather work my magic around the house, then pause and watch the clothes dry.
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Life’s too crazy as it is. Every time I leave the house I feel I have to change from cruising speed to overdrive. It’s in those moments that I have to ask myself, why the hell do we do this? One of the blessings on my ongoing heart issues is that it has forced me to slowdown. Not many of us take the time to find a positive in the face of a negative. But life often forces you to pause and take assessment of what’s going on. There are so many distractions out there, that we need to be careful where we invest our time. But without time to think or reflect, the skills we need to learn fade away. Leaving us vulnerable to the deceit and agenda of others.