Today was a little strange. Not sure why, but my mood was a little funky. It's kind of hard to explain, but sometimes strange moods can lead to strange events. And today's strange event lead me to some new reflections and realizations.
I did not want to go to school today. I'm not sure why, it was a pretty easy day to tell the truth. I guess I was just homesick. All day long, I wanted be home. I wanted peace, quiet, rest, comfort. But, I was stuck. There was work to do. So, at luch I decided to get away from the noise and eat luch at sonic. I sat in my car with the radio off and just read a book. It was wonderful. When luch was over, I put my car in gear and took off. Auto pilot. Next thing I knew, I was almost to the highway headed home! It was a jarring experience. I had only been driving a few minutes, but my last conscious thought was the fact that it was time to go back to work. So, how did I end up on the highway headed home? I guess my subconscious REALLY wanted to go home! It's kind of funny, and I think we can all relate.
We've all done it. We're busy. we're lost in thought. We're making lists. We're replaying events. We're daydreaming. We're somewhere else. All of the sudden, we're there! Only, we don't remember how we got there, because we were stuck somewhere in between. Practice and habit seem to have taken over. Auto pilot. We're here, but how? Why? I know I've written about how we get too busy and lose focus. But sometimes it isn't just about being busy. We can lose focus just as easily when we're idle. We are flesh. Sometimes, we just want to take it easy. We don't want to have to do the hard work. We want to take the day off, and just rest. We want to go home. Because home is peace, love, comfort, rest, etc. Home is where we are free to be ourselves.
I'm not suggesting that longing for home is a bad thing. But when we get stuck on auto pilot, we allow our subconscious to deliver us to places we are not intended to be. My desire to go home today wasn't the problem. The problem, was that I let it consume me. I let it take me away from where I was. And where I was, was work. There was work to do. But, I wasn't there. I know it sounds strange, but follow me. We are called to be disciples on Earth. I'm not sure if you realized it, but being a disciple was work! It was rough. They were sent to spread the message of Christ in hostile places. They faces sickness, trials, and hardships. I know they were tired. But they didn't let their desires for rest take them away from the work they had to do. They could live in the present, because they lived in faith. A faith that promises rest when we are weary. Rest, when the work is done.
I hope you can see through my mess and hear the message. We all long for home. Not our Earthly homes, but our heavenly ones. But there is much to do before we get there. And, we can't do His work, if we're not present. I was blessed by my little wake up call today. In fact, my afternoon classes went great, and my mood was greatly transformed. I was there, and it's where I was intended to be. And when I got home, I had a greater appreciation for the rest it brought. Work isn't always fun. It's not always easy, and often drains us mentally and physically. But after the work is rest. A rest that is sufficient. A rest that takes away our need for auto pilot!
Let the thief no longer steal, but rather let him labor, doing honest work with his own hands, so that he may have something to share with anyone in need.—Ephesians 4:28
Whoever is slack in his work is a brother to him who destroys.—Proverbs 18:9
All hard work brings a profit, but mere talk leads only to poverty. Proverbs 14:23
As long as it is day, we must do the work of him who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work.
John 9:4
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