TIME AWAY

The heart beats its own taps in notes sometimes overlooked. We grow weary and feel empty from the battle where we find no end approaching good or bad.

When the pace becomes too demanding or we simply have grown taxed beyond our capacity to cope, we will find a means of escape. It doesn't translate into always admitting to such release, but it does happen just the same.

I recall reading a book dealing with the nature of the human mind to automate all activities that one could for the sake of saving mental energy. Essentially it mean we go on autopilot was often as possible.

And as the author pointing out when we do this in such situations as driving it increases the chance of making mistakes. Knowing it doesn't keep us from shifting into automatic whenever possible.

This is the nature of thought. A fact of life that is simply part of who we are. but for some sad reason we don't enjoy admitting it in such settings as a house of worship.

Here were are, having probably let our minds wander while driving to church. Then having sat in Sunday School and also drifted off to think about bills or whatever else is pressing on our mind.

Then, having rolled around the mental maze of thinking we enter the morning service. And for some reason think having been so practiced at letting our minds go on vacation that somehow, someway we will sit in the service and pay attention completely and perfectly.

It really is silly when you think about it. And I imagine the Lord does get rather tired of seeing us go through the antics of pretending we are completely focused.

There are moments more memorable than others naturally. There are the times when we truly will have some incident literally burned into our thoughts. But not all the time.

In fact I'm sure if you were to ask many followers they would have a hard time remembering the sermon from the previous week. Providing they were comfortable enough to admit it, which isn't always true.

What is the point of such observation. Mainly to say I think God understands our limitations. He knows the heart and the obstacles the we face in terms of concentration.

For that reason there are times when I prefer not to play such games. I prefer the choice of release of such distractions by letting them finish their stab at my thinking. In the wake there comes the moments far more lucid when I do hear with much more intensity. Those are the times to live for. They are the ones that will revive in our thoughts. Providing we don't make excuses when we truly need time away before we can fly.