Monday, March 24, 2008
I have worked all my life. The Bible teaches that we should give an honest days work and that is what I always did. In my youth I worked in grocery stores. I was always early for work and stayed late any time that was needed. I worked when I was feeling bad and should have stayed home. My entire adult life was spent in ministry—fifty years.
Four years ago I retired. In that time I have always felt like I should be working. I always had—it seemed I always should.
Yesterday, just "out of the blue” it occurred to me, “You don’t have time to work.”
I have to read the newspaper and watch the news on television—and that takes time. If there is a Suns or Diamondbacks game on television—I have to watch. I have to eat three meals a day with snacks thrown in and that takes time. People my age need at least seven or eight hours sleep at night and all though it’s not a habit of mine, I do take an occasional nap. I have to walk down to the mail box once a day. I have to go to the grocery store and run other little errands every day.
Man, I’m telling you—I don’t have time to work, at least, not outside the home! I’m busy!
2 comments:
Hi Clif
Just had to drop by and thank you again for visiting my blog. We're home now (since Saturday night) and it's wonderful being home. I'm working hard to play "catch up" on everything that has piled up, including laundry, errands, mail, and, of course, blogging.
I've enjoyed so much getting to know your sweet wife and now it's nice meeting you.
Kat
ps...I forgot to mention...my husband feels the same way. He's busier now than ever and definitely doesn't have time to work anymore. He stays busy with his golf, tennis, walking, bike riding, running errands, etc.
Life is good!
Kat
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