Good start to the day with some solid worship at church. Then some of us were trying to find a place to eat afterwards, but we were wandering around Crookes in the rain being denied by establishment after establishment. In the end we landed in Casanova; obviously my Sicilian experience has not yet ended. It was good, although my spontaneous hankering for Indian has still not been quenched. The conversation was lit up, with one of the topics being my hatred of the horrific interior layout of the Co-op next door.
After getting home, I baffled myself with my capacity to waste time. In two and a half hours, I managed to fall asleep in my chair reading, then visit Sainsbury’s twice (which was right near where we ate) solely to purchase a banana and onions.
I’ve decided to start listening to more worship music to pursue God’s presence. Initial thoughts tonight: instead of constantly spending time building towards a theoretical future where it’s clear to encounter God, focus on him. Colossians 1:22 says we’re “holy in his sight,” meaning there’s no more work to be done before we can see him. It’s called his presence because he’s present. The start of Psalm 103 helped me:
Bless the Lord, oh my soul
And let all that’s within me shout out