Happy Friday to all who stop in.
Today has been a day for quiet thoughtfulness. I don't have anything very interesting to relate, I've spent a good bit of it pulling weeds, and thinking about what that means. The weeds have been the physical ones in the little vegetable garden out back. But they've also been some of the ones that clutter up our life and thoughts, and our spiritual life as well. There is nothing wicked about a clump of grass or dandelions around the green beans or tomato plants, but they just don't belong there and they're not wanted. A lot of what creeps into our (my) life is like that. Not necessarily wicked in itself, but a distraction from where our (my) focus should be
I think sometimes about an adult Bible study I was leading in the Deep South a few years ago. Had one of the other deacons in it, one of the two in it in fact, who was a huge NASCAR fan. More than once, he'd slide out before the class was over, and miss the worship service as well, so that he could zip home (a good 3/4 mile) and catch all the pre-race activities. I don't think that NASCAR is inherently wicked, but it seems to me that the Lord is more important.
Sense of priorities and focus. We all, me included, lose them all too easily.
Until events force the change. Been there.
Our reading in the Old Testament on this Friday is Psalms 13, 14, 15, and 16. All of them short.
Our reading in the New Testament is chapter 18 in the Acts of the Apostles.