Since my mother was diagnosed with cancer, our phone calls have become much more frequent. Since she has retired, often we email two or three times a day. With this increased communication, I have found that her pearls of wisdom often land in my lap. Today I was telling her about my day. Her comment follows:
“Sounds like you are busy. You are the only one who has control over that you know. As long as it is fun stuff, being busy is not all bad.”
I don’t know if I necessarily agree that being busy isn’t all bad…ok, so maybe it isn’t all bad, but often I feel like the Lord is telling me to slow down. Yesterday as I was driving to work, I felt the Lord nudge me and say, “Slow down. Look around. See all of these things? I want you to write about them.” When my life goes at warp speed, I don’t have time to drink in the world around me. And, when I’m not drinking it in, I’m certainly not writing.
It’s funny to me that when I was younger I would get so annoyed when my parents would “spout their wisdom.” Now, I treasure their insight so much, I blog about it. How life changes.
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