Lately I have been distracted- I mean, really distracted. I sit down to write, to read, or to talk to a friend and I find that I cannot stay in the conversation. Words have been hard to come by lately but I think the one I am looking for is preoccupied.
You wouldn’t believe how many times I have sat down in the past month to write a few hundred verbs, nouns, pronouns, and the rest, only to find myself completely incapable of finishing a thought. If you could read some of the crap I’ve started to write lately, you’d thank me for throwing it away before it tarnished the good name of the internet and bloggosphere. Incidentally, that’s where I draw the line, when I have started to be concerned for the sterling reputation of my fellow bloggers.
So I’m proud to announce today that I finally did something about my wandering thoughts. I went to the jewelers, put my money down and called my girlfriend’s dad. Wednesday night, I hacked through some songs on my guitar, professed my love for her, and asked Peggy to marry me.
Just about a week has gone by and, along with the giddiness and gigantic sigh of relief I have been breathing since I put the ring on her finger, I also notice my attention span is starting to inch back toward respectability.
So now it’s time to plan the wedding…
Wait…what was I saying?
I wonder if that is how Jesus functions, pleasantly preoccupied, waiting for the end, when his church will become his bride.
Who knows. Maybe when my attention span returns we can finish that thought.
Thanks for being a part of the journey with us.