Paint

My day today wasn’t easy. It wasn’t a bad day—in fact a lot of good things happened. It just was the kind of day that makes you think, I want to go into the mountains and do nothing for at least a week. Unfortunately, there are no mountain retreats in my horizon, only more days of a similar routine as today.

I wasn’t able to get to blog writing until late, which incidentally tends to lead to rambling rather than insight. I sat with my computer on my lap and meaninglessly tapped my fingers on the keyboard, typing nothing. Not even ramblings would come out. About that time, I looked at the title for the blog, “Paint.”

Earlier in the day at the time I usually write, I got as far as the title when my little one-year-old interrupted me. Paint. Whatever inspiration I’d had earlier was now gone.

We had the inside of our house painted today. It was simultaneously fun and hectic with two small children to keep under control. I’m sure I had something clever in mind that would have tied my topic into healthy living. Maybe I was going to talk about the value of inward transformation. Or maybe I was going to discuss how the color of a kitchen can affect one’s appetite.

Instead, I’ll leave you with a verse out of the Bible that has come to mean a great deal to me on days when I am tired and tempted to slack off of my goals. It goes like this: “And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.”* It’s enough to keep me going, at least one more day.

*Galations 6:9