As I'm starting to consider my packing list for Nationals, I've begun to ponder the unspoken rule of the day after breaks.
And by unspoken, I mean there are probably only ten people who consciously ascribe to this rule, but mostly everyone does it anyway.
On the Thursday of Nationals, it's just polite to dress down a little.
While keeping competition attire, of course. But, as a little courtesy to those who have trouble remembering every single name called or not called at that chaotic breaks banquet [read: basically everyone who lacks a photographic memory] dressing down provides a non-verbal indicator that averts a lot of awkward conversations. And I mention this because I love when communities organize themselves innately into these unspoken courtesies. Sociology is COOL!
I've been ruminating in Psalm 18 for a few weeks now. I don't know if this is devotional laziness, but, I like it.
So this morning Cindi said, "Work is, oh you know, that thing we do, that makes us feel good and gets us inspired."
I was somewhat shocked. Work? Fulfilling? Hogwash. I mean, certain jobs can be meaningful certainly, but surely work for work's sake isn't fulfilling . . . I'm interested now to find that this was my initial gut reaction, because the more I think about it the more I think she's right, if we do our work for the Lord. And in this I've been blessed with a new way to learn of God's peace and provision. Did you know He actually gives strength when you need it, that He actually lifts tired spirits and alleviates anxiety? I believed it but didn't love Him for it, until I was blessed with an opportunity to lean on Him. Because, I've been working, babysitting, and for some reason it's been stressing me out. But every time I ask Him, the anxiety melts away. It's a small thing to thank Him for, but I'll choke on the goodness if I keep it to myself.
Also, it being June and all, Amazon has their new 100 at $5 list, and I begin my monthly battle of resisting the purchase of CDs I don't have but kind of feel I ought to have. [Though I stand by the money spent on Needtobreathe's The Outsiders because I LOVE IT.] [I don't think you would, though, so no need to check it out. Unless you want to. But it's back to being full-price on Amazon, so . . .]
For who is God, but the LORD?
And who is a rock, except our God,
The God who girds me with strength
And makes my way blameless?