daily decathlons

Most of my days are fairly multi-coloured.

In other words, it's rare for me to have a day that's focussed on a single task. Usually it's a mix. And today was the same.

A fair amount of basic 'admin' stuff.

Maybe ten or fifteen letters to be written. And that's before the waterfall of e-mails that there always are.

Thirteen separate booklets (each of twenty pages) to be made up for the folk out at Kirkliston (they elect their 'Nominating Committee' this Sunday and the 13 people comprising that committee will all need a guide as to what they're to do and how to conduct themselves).

Different people called in at the halls at different times as well. Which meant chat - and some coffee as well, in some of the cases.

I had to pop over to see to some things across at my Mum's flat. A bit of fresh air, I suppose, if nothing else!

And in between there were bits of preparation to be done. The services this Sunday and the young folks' group at night.

And out in the afternoon to see some other people in their homes.

Sometimes I think about all of the things that I do and contrast it with what the writer in the Bible once declared - One thing I do... And I think, that's hardly me!

One thing? It's more like a daily decathlon, my life. A range of different challenges, a range of different contexts for my spiritual athleticism to be shown.

But it is, nonetheless, 'one thing' that through it all I'm doing, I suppose.

I'm seeking to make Jesus known. I'm seeking to share with the Lord in bringing and building the kingdom of God.

An artist has a single aim in mind. But he uses many colours to produce his work of art.

I think that's how I like to see, and live, my multi-coloured days.