On Becoming Noticers
On becoming noticers. 2 parts: Present to life, present to people. (and to God throughout.)
The nap time peace pervades the atmosphere in my home. I sigh with contentment, grab some peanut butter, a banana, and some eagerly anticipated coffee, and walk toward my dining room table. I pull out a chair, sweep toys aside, create room for my little nap time snacking sanctuary.
And then it hits me:
For the last 30 seconds, I’ve been writing my life in my head. I mean, just like I wrote it above. I’m moving toys out of my way and subconsciously thinking, “I sweep toys aside….” etc.
How ridiculous! I thought. I’m thinking in blog posts again.
And then the craziest thing happened.
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