Things Which Must Be Done

A reminder

February 24, 2023, my Chasing the White Rabbit post contained these words:

“There are things which must be done.” 

Each choice we make comes with responsibilities. Gardens require hard work and constant care. Dogs require feeding and walking. Spouses need loving. All to say that in order to be a good gardener, a faithful spouse, owner of a happy dog, there are Things Which Must Be Done.

Which means there are Things Which Can’t Be Done. We can’t have it all. There isn’t time.

My choices, made freely, came with Things. Those Things take time. Time spent on Those Things can’t be spent on Other Things, so I must, with cheerfulness, accept the limitations of a lifespan.

Right now there isn’t time or space in my life for this Substack effort. My desk is covered with piles of procrastination, and I’ve neglected people who love me. It’s time to hit Pause, or maybe Stop. I don’t know. What I do know is that I don’t like the person I’ve become while trying to become the person I was created to be.

November and December, and probably January, will be dedicated to catching up, breathing in the balsam air of Christmas, being in my own skin. What happens next will have to make itself known. I’ve loved connecting with each of you, renewing old friendships, sharing some thoughts. Thank you for your encouragement. I’d appreciate your prayers.

As I say Auf Wiedersehen, I leave with this: keep looking for God in ordinary places. Look deeply at things you’ve taken for granted, but haven’t appreciated for a long time. God is absolutely holy, but He isn’t grim or boring. His creation, and the people in it, bear His fingerprints, His image.

We are entering the season of lights shining in darkness, wise men seeking, shepherds kneeling. May we find ourselves among them.

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