Back on Track
Sometimes it is really hard to know where to start when faced with a blank Word document and a blinking cursor. The determination has been made to write something, anything, and yet the words Will. Not. Come. Even after a pretty decent night’s sleep. Even after I let out some frustrations on a few moths that had the audacity to get into the house. Even after I manage to quell the jitteriness inside of me enough to calm my spirit and hear the Spirit.
Not helping things is the fact I squandered some good opportunities this past week to get some work done not only in terms of writing, but also in terms of the ‘every day’ stuff. All that time is simply gone, with no chance of a do-over. And it weighs me down at times, how often I repeat this cycle ad nauseam.
But I don’t want to rehash my excuses, to try to spin gold out of straw. That has yet to help me move on in any kind of a right or good way. No, what I need to do is to get back into the race. I need to use the time I have left wisely. I need to trust God– really and truly trust Him – to use even my failures for something good.
So today I remind myself (for possibly the 170th time) to do what I can today, to take today’s hours and minutes and seconds and invest them wisely. To be faithful with the little of today so I can move into the more of tomorrow. My failures do not mean I have to finish where I started, but I have to make that choice to get back up and get back on track. Like the prodigal son, I can in humbleness and repentance make the journey back home.
Here I go.
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