Be ready for what, I’m not sure. Maybe to put together a book of my blogs, maybe to write something different. I was just told to be ready. I have been saying I’m going to do it for weeks and I’m ashamed to admit that I’m not there yet.
You see, I had complications. I didn’t have any paper. The printer was on my kitchen floor and I wanted a home office. I needed a binder. I needed a three-hole punch. I needed an uninterrupted afternoon. I needed to not be sick. I needed the house to be quiet. Do you see what I mean?
I got caught by all those sneaky little things that trip us up and make us not do what God has told us to do. Second thoughts, hangups, excuses, each one by itself innocuous, but compiled together, they kept me from obedience. My mind gave me plenty of room to procrastinate, but I know I have no excuse. I just messed up.
So, I repented, I got my tail in gear, had some friends help me get a little home office set up in my never-used dining room and I put my self and my pink laptop to work. I had a box of tissues and a bag of cough drops next to me, a brand new binder and hole-puncher, plenty of paper, and plenty of time. I got about 10 or 15 blogs printed out and guess what happened.
The printer ran out of ink.
This is getting comical. I just braved Wal-Mart on the Friday before Easter, fought traffic to get home, hustling to beat a thunderstorm. And here I am; twiddling my thumbs.
Obeying God isn’t always easy. But it’s always the right thing to do.
I am going to find ink and I am going to finish this project. I am going to take my little binder with me to Dallas next week, and I am going to obey God. I’m going to “be ready!”