After a period of long and thorough preparation, I finally established my Den of Productivity in a spare room upstairs. This consists of a desktop computer generously donated by Rob and Jayne, and a perfectly positioned desk. However, the den did not live up to its name on its debut, largely down to stress caused by an extended setup time. Hopefully it will grow into its identity.
After an amazing curry, and a few tentative bites of sponge, I decided it was time to say goodbye to the cake, and it to say hello to the bin. My firm resolve was undermined half an hour later by the presence of flapjack at our community evening. We worshipped in the prayer room, and got the feeling of Holyspirit overtaking me that I so often sense I corporate worship.
I’m often surprised at his patient God is, and unfocused on results. When I’m thinking, “It’s halfway through the day and I’ve achieved nothing, dammit!” I feel him saying, “Wow, you made breakfast AND lunch?!” When I think I should be asking for my life’s plan, he’s more fascinated in the thoughts and feeling of the moment.