rushing

As i tried to think how to describe my unintended lack of blogging the word rushing came to mind. That is what i feel my life has become over the past weeks, as i run from one thing to another with talk followed by talk. Please don't get me wrong it's not self pity it's my own fault. It's also not as though things haven't been going ok it's just that without the time to stop and realise that it almost starts to become empty.

This weekend sees me off to Feldon Lodge the head quarters of the Boys' Brigade to lead some sessions. Am quite looking forward to it but when i get back i'm going to cut back on the weekend stuff for a while.

why is it that there almost seems something good about rushing or being busy? why is it that so often self worth is caught up in this? It's been good to listen to the audio CD of Rob Bell's Velvet Elvis who starts to look at some of this stuff what he calls our want to be 'super pastor'. I would really recommend this book/audio book to anybody who travels through my humble musings.

Have a great weekend all and just take a little more time to do things as we are in the lenten period.

P.S. The water only thing for lent is going ok and we both haven't cheated. It seems to be getting easier.