QT

There is something beautiful about sitting outside to enjoy the cool of the evening. Last night I decided to go sit outside after dinner and spend some much needed QT with my journal. It was quite heavenly.

I couldn't help but think of all those times you hear in hom class about how preachers need to find ways to be incarnational when they speak. Basically -- pastors need to get out of their church offices and write a sermon in starbucks every now and again. Or at least sit out on their front porch.

It is outside that I can see all sorts of things. Just across the main road and down a ways is Lake Morton. Next door is a neighbor I haven't really met yet. Across the street is a bank and parking lot. Over a bit further is the train station. Down the street are some kids on skateboards teaching each other tricks and showing off. Even somewhere where seemingly nothing is happening there are people everywhere. There is always something going on. And somewhere in the middle of it all I realized that I've gotten way too out of touch with people around me. I don't interact much. And I should.

I was listening to God and mostly just getting my feelings out. About life and work and my man. Lots of things to consider. Lots of things bugging me, frustrating me, confusing me. There are few things that bring me peace and relaxation anymore, but I'm bound and determined to find them. Once this bout of homework is done, I'm doing a puzzle. And when it gets colder, I'm taking up knitting...again.

But for now, I need to get back to the assignment I keep procrastinating.