My Place

When I think about where I belong in this world, I always seem to be considering where I am right now.  I worry, is it that I'm supposed to be here, or am I supposed to be somewhere else.  How do we ever really know what it is that we are supposed to do with the time that we are given?

As I think of these things, I consider what I did today. I woke up 30 minutes late as usual.  (Am I really waking up late if that is what I do every day?)  Ate a typical breakfast of peanut butter and bread.  I drove to work while sitting in lots of traffic as it rained.  I listened to the radio both country and Christian music.  Once at work, I began to do all the same things I always do.  I answered my emails, made some phone calls, reviewed some contracts, planned some activities for next week, etc....Was that what I was supposed to be doing? 

My heart says it doesn't really matter.  Although my mind is always wondering if it does.  If we are doing a task, and it is a good task, such as earning a living or baking a cake, all of these things are pleasing to God.  It only matters what we do while we are doing those tasks that are important.  How do we treat others around us?  How do we treat the work we are doing?  Do we do it the best that we can and use the gifts that God gave us to the fullest?  Do we realize all that we do is a prayer of thanksgiving to God?

If we do, then it doesn't matter what we do or where we are.  It just matters that we exist and that we honor the moment and the people that are in our midst at that very moment.

So where do I belong anyway?  I belong right where I am right at the moment that I'm there!

Talk to you again soon,

Eileen