After the 9-5, the bedtime cuddles, the dishes, and the glass of wine all I have is ten minutes here so I’m just going to write what comes.

I’m coming to terms with the fact that we are all some degree deceived. It’s easy to see in others, so hard to see in oneself. But I wonder if that tendency to have a blind spot about 5’9″ and 180, 190, 200? pounds (I don’t own a scale; don’t judge) isn’t also maybe part of the plan. Maybe God allows us to be a little self-blind so that we have to rely on others to help us, and we have to humble ourselves to the observations of others whose flaws we see more clearly than they do. And on the cycle of inter-dependence goes; we only grow if we’re growing together.

Six more minutes.

I also realized just this week that I truly have to rely on the wisdom of God in order to outwit my enemy. I have this foolish way of believing the best about people, and I open myself up to all sorts of problems when I believe that every misunderstanding can be resolved by appealing to the “good intentions” of others.

And with two minutes left, I have another realization from probably a couple months ago now: all time is the Lord’s. I tend to get overwhelmed with the fleeting nature of time and it can lead to despair when I consider how I’ve wasted time. I’ve been known to berate myself for spending an hour watching TV because I can’t get that time back. And while it is true that we are to be good stewards of the time God has given us, I was taking it to the point of believing I could somehow keep God from loving me if I wasted enough time.

And that’s it, folks. 10pm. Goodnight.