Focus

Sunday naps should be enforced by law. I really do like them, and sometimes they are a necessity. I can use Sunday afternoon as a catch up for some of the sleep I've missed all week.

In the last number of years we've moved so many times that once or twice I've woke up after a nice long Sunday nap and the day could be almost morning or almost evening.

When I'm still groggy it is almost a panic time. I don't remember if it's morning or evening. I don't remember what day it is, and when I first open my eyes, I'm not sure where I am.

As I lay there wondering, memory slowly seeps back like circulation coming into an arm or leg that has 'fallen' asleep.

Some other things in life can be like that. Some portions of life we come to a sudden realization we need to refocus because we've gotten off track. Perhaps it is a 'this isn't who I am', moment, or it could just be 'this isn't who I want to be.'

Two encouraging sayings come to mind. "Turn around. Stop looking back. You're not going that way." "Don't let the past define your future."

Where are you going? Wherever it is, as long as it is honorable go with purpose.

1 Thessalonians 2:7 "But we were gentle in the midst of you, as when a nurse cherisheth her own children: 8) even so, being affectionately desirous of you, we were well pleased to impart unto you, not the gospel of God only, but also our own souls, because ye were become very dear to us."