My lifestyle is hectic. It’s just the way I am. So when I
take a sabbath afternoon’s rest, reading the Saturday papers, followed by a ‘fix’
of Poirot on the telly while eating leftovers, why should I feel guilty and
unproductive?
God knows we need time out. For those parenting in this
generation, ‘time out’ is a punishment a child is sent to for misbehaving. For God,
‘time out’ is a blessing, an opportunity to draw breath, take stock, relax and
be refreshed.
I don’t mind being sent to Time Out. Think I’ll read some
more of the papers now.
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