I like to cross things off my to-do list. I use tear-off notepads and make lists and lists of what needs to get done today and in the coming days. My lists include unwanted tasks as well as life-giving ones. Then I set to work to accomplish them and cross them off. Done. Finished. Wrapped up. Nice and neat. List tossed in the trash. While some of my friends enjoy the process, I find more delight in the completion. Only then can I rest.
Unfinished
Living In the Midst
Today I feel like I'm in a fog. A fog hanging over me. I feel small and unable. I want to fix it quickly and resolve it. I want to make it go away, pretend it isn't there. But I can't do that. Life isn't that easy.
Pondered Treasures 