Sabbath Rest

I find I am much happier when I am at rest.

Note, I am seldom without something to do;

but, there is a significant difference between

having a schedule that’s full to the brim,

and doing what needs to be done as the need arises.

I have a knack for overbooking.

Why? I don’t know.

It takes me away from my wife, it robs me of my joy,

and it depletes my finances,

yet I overbook all the time.

Maybe I just desire the fame, or the attention?

Or maybe I am just afraid of being alone.

God, you are enough.

Let me be proactive about pursuing peace.

Welcome me in to Your Sabbath rest.

Baggage Claim

“Unbelievable,” she said.

I saw those bright red pants pacing back and forth through the lobby.

“Do you work here? Do you work here? Do you WORK here?” she said, to everyone in uniform, accosting them if they gave her any time of day at all. “I need help for my friend, she’s in a wheelchair.”

Later, the flight arrived, and an employee wheeled the woman’s friend down to the baggage claim.

Pants hugged and kissed her friend. They headed out the door.

Meanwhile, I’m still waiting for my luggage. We all have baggage, you know.