Rereading Books is My Spiritual Practice

Because when you’re working and doing it and making life go you can forget. Life is what it is. But the truth is in my life, this multi-vocational stuff is challenging. I serve a variety of complex pastoral roles, but then I’m also in charge of other small businesses. I have a home and pets that need tending. My mind is such that I am always thinking ahead and trying to organize this all into something manageable. I am the queen of carrying a heavy mental load whether anyone has asked me to or not. It’s hard to switch between patiently teaching a 6-year-old about middle C, to making the grocery list for the week, to cobbling together a stewardship campaign, to preach a coherent sermon weekly, to just remember what all the things are and when I’m supposed to do them.

You feel this way, too. I know because I talk to many of you and know the tasks change but the juggling doesn’t.

May I recommend rereading books.

Or, find your equivalent. The goal is to find something that is pointless. Useless. Redundant. But definitely not meaningless. (Interesting how those things are different, no?)

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