The bulk of my week rarely goes the way I have it planned out. Don’t misunderstand me, it’s not often I have what would really qualify as a “Bad Day” as the definition of such is mostly relative and given my predisposition to the theory that as long as my family and friends are doing well, I really don’t have much to complain about. So nothing I’m about to write really qualifies as “Bad”, per se.
Sunday: Overall, great day in church. Great Sermon, Wonderful Music (even if I was singing), Time with Family and Friends. Monday: Started out good but later learned surgery is in my near future for a torn rotator cuff, impinged shoulder-blade and a torn bi-cep tendon. This is especially cruddy given I sort of need my left arm to earn money for my family. Tuesday: Bronchitis set in. Wednesday: Bronchitis is full-blown and I need to get into the studio to do a demo for a potential wedding job. (Go ahead and laugh and use the “Wedding Singer” one-liners….the pay is usually pretty good). Thursday: Bronchitis subsiding, but my shoulder is cranking. Found a potential new boat but money and concerns of “what all will this need?” lurk. Also, my 540i is strong but it won’t handle this 4k-lb beauty. Deal’s not dead but more questions than answers. Friday: Bronchitis almost gone but something’s missing and I can’t quite put my finger on it….Wife’s grandmother rushed to hospital early in the morning; non-responsive. Saturday: Grandmother making a recovery but not out of the woods yet. Son’s basketball team won their division but in all of this there’s something lacking.
Then it hits me. I have been so pre-occupied with My life, that I’ve hardly spent anytime in The Word. Yeah, I’ve read every morning but honestly, my readings have been more cursory as opposed to really reading, contemplating, listening and then hopefully, applying. So I turned to the 12th chapter of Ecclesiastes and settled on verse 13: “The conclusion , when all has been heard, is: fear G-d and keep His commandments, because this applies to every person.” NASB.
Here’s to a better track record this coming week. Not because I feel guilty or believe I’m condemned if I don’t but rather because I want and love to. Fair Winds My Friends.