Scripture standout: Ps 62: "1 Truly my soul finds rest in God;
my salvation comes from him.
2 Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will never be shaken."
Mark 6: "32 So they went away by themselves in a boat to a solitary place."
Morning thoughts: These are not morning thoughts, they're late afternoon almost suppertime thoughts. I made the mistake this morning of cracking my email inbox first — before my run and before some quiet time. Wouldn't you know, the emails consumed me quickly — and from there, not a moment of the day was free to just sit. And read. And go to a solitary place.
I love being solitary. The idea of being by myself, away from extraneous noise and needful people, is what often recharges my batteries. After Marley was born, I got a hotel room about five miles away from the house and just spent a night there. By. My.Self. I used every towel. I took long showers. I stared mouth agape at the television set. I slept late. I listened to my thoughts. I was recharged. The unfortunate thing, is I could do this once a week!
Maybe that's why I should protect my morning quiet time a little better than this.
His Deed/The Day: I admired a newborn at the store today. I ooed and awed over the little 5-week old peanut. Don't I remember those days like they were yesterday! I loved that attention, it made me feel so proud and purposeful after many sleepless nights and feeling like I had no clue what I was doing.
Morning thoughts: These are not morning thoughts, they're late afternoon almost suppertime thoughts. I made the mistake this morning of cracking my email inbox first — before my run and before some quiet time. Wouldn't you know, the emails consumed me quickly — and from there, not a moment of the day was free to just sit. And read. And go to a solitary place.
I love being solitary. The idea of being by myself, away from extraneous noise and needful people, is what often recharges my batteries. After Marley was born, I got a hotel room about five miles away from the house and just spent a night there. By. My.Self. I used every towel. I took long showers. I stared mouth agape at the television set. I slept late. I listened to my thoughts. I was recharged. The unfortunate thing, is I could do this once a week!
Maybe that's why I should protect my morning quiet time a little better than this.
His Deed/The Day: I admired a newborn at the store today. I ooed and awed over the little 5-week old peanut. Don't I remember those days like they were yesterday! I loved that attention, it made me feel so proud and purposeful after many sleepless nights and feeling like I had no clue what I was doing.
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