As the Lenten season approached, I asked God to help me prioritize my life. What is important? What’s gotta give? The old saw is now ringing in my ears: be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.
I’ve had a virus for a couple of weeks I just cannot shake. I saw the doctor again today. We’re waiting on the blood work to know for sure, but he thinks I have mono. Um, really?! Really.
To be clear, I don’t think God gave me mono for Lent. (I still don’t know for sure that’s what it is, but all signs point that way.) However, sleeping 12-14 hours a day is a really fast way to sort out what absolutely has to get done and what doesn’t.
I’m still not sure how this is all gonna play out long-term, but in the past week, I quit two committees. It was hard to do. I think both of them are really important. I respect the people running those projects so much, and I wanted to participate. Unfortunately, this is not my year to do those things. This is someone else’s time for that.
Because if I am “writing the story of my only life, every single minute of every day,” it’s got to be a good one.