time

A Friday is often a day for a bit of catching up.

Sunday comes closer and all of a sudden another week's gone. Or going.

Today I've tried to make the time, prolonged and concentrated time - simply to be with the Lord: to 'hear' his word and get it clear and figure out just how it all applies to us today.

It's exciting. And surprising.

And it needs to be done. There aren't really any short-cuts when it comes to this. God doesn't deal in junk food which can quickly be prepared.

He feeds his people well. And they come to expect no less. Rightly so.

So a day like today is a 'kitchen' sort of day. Preparing the food for the faithful.

And for the not-so-full-of-faith as well. They're maybe even hungrier still.

That was the bulk of my day. Though quite some time was also spent on various different matters iof a more administrative sort.

Some to do with what we're doing here. Some to do with what's going on away out at Kirkliston.

And some to do with the flat across the road where my mother stayed. Insurance things. Phone calls here and there as one call points me to another. A sort of telephone pass-the-parcel, in which I and my needs are the parcel they're passing around.

It all takes time. And I was thinking again how really very priceless is the time we daily have.

Not to be wasted at all. Not to be frittered away in idle pursuits.

How would I live if I knew I only had days left here on earth? What would I do? Where would my priorities be found?

It's a good old-fashioned principle to live as if each day we have is actually our last.

Mind you, I hope this isn't my last!

But if it is, then it's certainly been good.

I've got things done. I've heard God's word. I've managed some creative stuff as well. I've shared with the Creator in his work.