Out of a rut
I don’t mind ruts. Not if they’re happy ruts. Efficient ruts.
But even in those, it’s not a bad thing to get kicked out of them occasionally. For better or worse, I’m outside of a big one.
And because of that, I can’t rely on auto-pilot for that routine.
I have to think harder. I have to be intentional.
Just in time for Lent. Although I’m not Catholic, I find value in observing the 40 weekdays leading up to Easter Sunday.
For fasting. For repentance. For reflection.
One thing at a time
This year I want to fast from multitasking. (Thanks a lot, Michelle.)
To repent of my divided, scattered heart.
And to reflect on Jesus.
So instead of many things at once, I will pursue one thing at a time. I’m unsure how to do it. I know I’ll need grace. But I pray I will honor Him.
It might look like this:
- turning my phone off during church, not just setting it to silent
- putting away the newspaper when you call instead of scanning it as we chat
- choosing to either read or watch a show, not both at the same time
- closing down e-mail when I’m trying to type up my thoughts
- picking one major to-do a day instead of four
- looking my family in the face when they talk instead of glancing at Facebook, too
- using clocks as a guideline instead of a taskmaster
- letting bedtime be rest time with no books or podcasts {groan}
- and, if I get real radical, finishing one book completely before I crack open another
When I pray, focusing attentively.
When I read, meditating fully.
When I sing, praising completely.
One thing at a time.
One thing I...
So this one thing I do:
Press on toward the goal (Philippians 3:13-14).
For this one thing I seek:
To dwell in His presence (Psalm 27:4).
Because this one thing I know:
I was blind, but now I see (John 9:25).
Jesus, please be my one thing.
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