I'm a slacker. I confess. There is nothing I love more than to wander aimlessly outside gazing happily at the fluffy white clouds while inside the house dirty dishes congregate on the counters laying plans to stage a revolution and seize the kitchen by sheer force of numbers. Today was cloudy; there were no fluffy white clouds in the heavens. So I took a nap with the cat. Ah, indolence!
To tell the truth, I've been getting lackidasical about the blog, too, starting to let my attitude of diligence slide. Then, not ten minutes ago, I web-wandered onto Marriages Restored, Ben's blog. His post on Quotidian Light took me totally by surprise and smacked me right upside the head (as we say in Missouri) with conviction. Ben, did you have to emphasize the word "daily" in your definition of "quotidian?!?" Argh! :::writhing in conviction:::
Seems like God does this to me, though. He knows and I know that I'm not doing something I need to be doing, so He sends gentle or not so gentle nudges. If I don't comply, the nudges turn into tender shoves. Ignore those, and He trips me to get me to hold still and pay attention. Once or twice He's gone so far as a full body slam. Ouch!
I don't think I can handle a spiritual body slam at this point, so I'm taking the hint. Ben, thanks for your kind words and for being the messenger of conviction.
Time to get back to work.