Sometimes we want to milk so much out of the day, we run into the wall of clock time. God provides something to see us through, but it’s not what we expected.
As each day draws to a close, my body begins to exhale as my mind starts to engage. While others pine for long summer days, this night owl welcomes the quiet after winter’s dwindling daylight hours.
With slivers of time left, a good evening means jumping into my PJs after a longer-than-usual shower and squirreling some time away to write, read and email a bit.
Many times, though, life happens. I end up so tired, I have just enough energy to veg out in front of the boob tube, before pulling the covers under my chin.
Oh, great. Another day of doing “nothing”! I’d lament, lying in the dark. If only there were more hours in a day…
To read the rest of the story — and find out how I solved the problem of time — I invite you over to Dayspring’s (in)Courage website, where today’s post is published.
As you may recall, I wrote a guest post “A Faith Intervention” at (in)Courage a couple months ago. I’m happy to share that I have been invited to become a regular contributor there.
Be sure to take some time and checkout the writing there. You’ll find a community of everyday people, with a honest desire to encourage and connect with the heart of God.