Two Options

It has been a few days and I have so many things I could write about, I haven’t posted anything. My Lenten Devotional included writing and posting daily for the season and there is so much guilt when I miss the mark .

My tendency is to lead with the perceived necessity of making a decision. Clearly I am presented with 2 options; be it door number one or two . Which way to go, proceed with caution. Do not hesitate! Wisdom prize is routinely awarded to the one who acts decisively and quickly.

Both doors are open, which way to go? Do I have the time to decide between doing and being and just savoring the moment . Writing takes a certain amount of time to just sit, reflect, ponder, gather your thoughts and get the words out and down on the page.

On vacation from my routine, my writing space, there seems to be so many things calling that the rhythm of writing and posting daily was lost to me.

Second tendency was to apologize … ask forgiveness from said deity and then list the reasons why i didn’t do what I said I was planning and then move on or move back in to position and just write.

If I am standing in the hallway on the landing; truth be told there are several options though I only positioned myself to think I only had two. I came up a long flight of stairs . There was an option for a pause. There was a window. I could have waited there and lingered and did not. Arriving at my intended destination, there were also two other options. Two doors grand total of four from the second landing. One was the bathroom, the other door to another room; not one that I was invited to enter. that door while open after entry there would be another two options to peek in or to venture and explore .

sometimes … very often… i am overwhelmed with the magnitude of choices. Frozen with paralysis , i do nothing.

So dear ones, I am back, no excuses, no explanations, just observations with the takeaway here is that I am writing and posting.

I have many more options than I think I do . Much of what I thought was very important at the time is not.

Lent is almost over, the Last Week is here. We know how the story ends or begins… Keep writing .