Distractions

 

‘Listen,’ I sensed Him saying as I sat for a few minutes in silence. ‘What do you hear?’

The refrigerator humming its constant monotone. And?

You don’t usually even notice it, I sensed Him going on. You get on with your day without being distracted by that background, unimportant constant.

True.

I can struggle to define my priorities for the day. All around me stands a house that could use a clean and a tidy-up, even some licks of paint, and a garden crying out for weeding, tidying, pruning, planting… Then there is the daily duo lingo … this blog … someone coming for dinner … even, today, someone coming for coffee … Mom’s affairs …

And then there’s the news. The political scene globally.

Refrigerator hums. Distractions.

I have four writing projects underway, all at different stages of development. That’s where my heart is, and yet I can be so easily drawn away from them. Easily distracted, as most of my children’s school reports used to read.

Today I pray for the Holy Spirit’s gift of self-discipline. I give this beautiful day to the Lord, and ask that he would help me to order it as he would.