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Just An Idea

             Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. (Philippians 4:8)

            As happens too often of late, I have spent the best part of the day trying to figure out what to write about in this blog. It’s important not only as a gift to you but also as a gift to myself, but there are times when it’s a struggle. And what always happens is that I distract myself with other things, then come back to my computer and grind my teeth because I still haven’t come up with anything to write about. What a horrible person I am that I can’t come up with anything to say about how great God is, or how blessed I am.

            You’ve probably heard the idea of walking away when you get stuck, but while it sounds like that’s what I’m doing, the time spent away is still focused on the bog that I can’t seem to slog through. What I should have done is to find something true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, or praiseworthy – to have mentally walked to those instead of kvetching about my lack. But the truth is that even if I’d considered this passage, I probably couldn’t have come up with anything that fit the description.

            That sounds terrible, but pick a moment when you’re frustrated and ask yourself, “What’s true, noble, right, etc.?” Come on, come on – hurry up. It’s like the advice I read about one’s mission statement. It was suggested that if someone woke you in the middle of the night with a gun to your head and asked you what your mission in life is, you should be able to provide it.

            But, if you had a notebook with a page dedicated to each of these,  you could list, sketch, paste photographs, or otherwise give yourself a cheat sheet for use when you are tested with stress and a lack of inspiration.

            Just an idea…

 

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