But although there have been no breakdowns, things still aren't quite right. I have a big camping trip I'm packing and preparing for, and a dinner for 50 to cook, freeze and store, and the house is upside down with all the activity, and I'm behind on the laundry...I've had a good six hours of the day so far, and yet things are sort of only half getting done. On a normal day this kind of to-do list would really get me in gear, rev me up, and I'd attack the list with vigor. But today there has been no order, no list in fact. The best word to describe me right now is distracted.
It's amazing how times like these seem to slow your mind down, while time marches on.
On another note, I randomly discovered my cousin has been working on my grandfather's memoir. That was a very quick answer to the prayer of the broken-hearted (in my earlier post this morning.) I have always felt that I would love to turn his story into a film, and knowing that his memoir has been written is an inspiration again for me in this endeavor.
I turned to my guitar this morning for a little healing and comfort, and found beauty once again in the lyrics of this song. So grateful for the soothing balm of music.
"Blessed Be Your Name"