Sitting in big easy chair by the fireplace in my favorite coffee shop – a cup of Vanilla Moon and "authentic" Chai mixture in hand – I realized that it was a good day.
I felt relaxed for the first time in a long time. Maybe it was the relaxing evening set up last night by my glorious bride – or the sleep – I don't know. All I know is today… today is a good day.
You see for the past two or three weeks I have been getting comments like "are you ok?" or "what's wrong?" Nothing throws you off quite like comments like that… especially when you think your doing fine. =/
Monday I finally admitted to feeling a bit "off"…
It's funny… you go into ministry for love of One Person, but the longer your in "the ministry" – the more you "fall out" of love with that Person…. Yet if you truly love Him – you will do things…. good things… things that count…
It's almost like your walking a tightrope over a canyon with arrows flying on one side and bullets on the other….
The guys in my Bible study said "take a break. Don't do so much". Yet… how do you sit by and do nothing when your heart breaks? Yes – you have to use wisdom…. but when does "too much" become "too much"?[@more@]
Today was a good day.
Nice chair. Excellent tea. My mind finally understands the book I reading.
Not to mention that the plumbing inspector past our basement bathroom. Our accountant called with good info. Shoot – the fact that he called was good.
Yet, at the end of the day… at the end of the day, it is the truffle that counts.
The man who truly and disinterestedly enjoys any one thing in the world, for its own sake, and without caring twopence what other people say about it, is by that very fact fore-armed against some of our subtlest modes of attack. You should always try to make the patient abandon the people or food or books he really likes in favour of the "best" people, the "right" food, the "important" books. I have known a human defended from strong temptations to social ambition by a still stronger taste for tripe and onions.
-CS Lews, Screwtape Letters