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Friday Fast #4 Boredom

All too often I find myself with a little time to spare, so I check my email or my twitter feed or to see if someone left a comment on this blog. Then I might start a game on my phone and pretty soon my lunch hour is over, the evening is gone.
Today’s fast is going to be a challenge for me. I am bad about distraction. It is no wonder my desk is full of papers and at the top of my to-do list  remains "put away paperwork."
I’m writing this entry, posting then unplugging today, except for work. It is going to be a challenge. But I am hopeful. I am hopeful I will reconnect with the family over dinner, instead of watching the news. I am hopeful I will notice more as I take a walk at lunch instead of scouring the news for something to hold my interest.
I know I will feel anxious that I don’t know what is going on in  the world. But what do I need to know? It’s not like I can change how the politicians are going to talk today. The weather is still coming. Sirens will still blare and perhaps I will remember to offer up a prayer when I do hear one today.
Maybe I am the only one who struggles with distraction and anxiety and filling it with news, social media, and games. But this fast calls out to me today; I know God is waiting oh so patiently for each of us to turn once more Godward. If I can put my anxiety and my need to distract myself away and re-engage with the world God has created and the people in my life, I will be curious to see if anyone notices what I am up to today and if it makes a difference in family life. It will surely open up something in me.
Join me?

I’ll be unplugged for a while.

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  1. My go to "Boredom and Anxiety" song: He's got the Whole World in His Hands!

    He's got the whole world in His hands
    He's got the whole world in His hands
    He's got the whole world in His hands
    He's got the whole world in His hands
    He's got the itty bitty baby in His hands
    He's got the itty bitty baby in His hands
    He's got the itty bitty baby in His hands
    He's got the whole world in His hands
    He's got a-you and me brother in His hands
    He's got a-you and me brother in His hands
    He's got a-you and me brother in His hands
    He's got the whole world in His hands
    He's got a-you and me sister in His hands
    He's got…

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