I'm addicted to to-do lists.
Usually, I love monsoon season. I love the season of rain. I love the way the desert soaks it all in-- how she knows how to survive in times of feast and famine by taking things as they come.
But lately, the rain has been driving me crazy. Because I have so much to do!
Whenever we see people, or someone calls to say 'hi', they always ask things like: "Have you found a vehicle yet?" "Is everything set for the wedding?" "Have you started packing yet?"
No, no, and no!
And time keeps on slipping into the future.
And every time I'm planning to run errands, it rains. And then the power goes out, so we can't even stay here and work. And I think maybe God is trying to tell me that I should just chill, but I don't want to chill, I want to get things done!
So yesterday, I ran the labyrinth in the rain. To try to remember what the desert teaches. And mostly I was just frantic and wet. But for a brief moment in the center, I realized that I carry the center with me everywhere. And that everything will probably be okay.
Then, I went home to work on my to-do list.