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Days of March Madness

Today started my favorite 4 days of sports. It's the Big Dance and I'm working all of the next 4 days. Why am I here when where I really want to be is home watching 40-50 games? I suppose you could chalk it up to those pesky bills I have, but it got me thinking.

How often am I in one place wishing I was somewhere else? How many times do I wish I was doing one thing while stuck doing something else? I think this is an issue of contentment, of focus, but mostly of desire.

And desire really takes us places, doesn't it? I mean, you can read the Apostle Paul's thoughts as he struggles with sin, all the while not wanting to sin. I do that too. I can even tell myself I'm going to do one thing and then go and do the exact opposite.

But, aside from not being able to fit in 25 hours worth of stuff in 24 hour days, why do my desires pull in so many directions? It's not even always about sin vs not-sin. More often than not, it's just having too much on the to-do list.

Perhaps, instead of trying to fit it all in, what I really need is to be still. I'm told that if I put first things first (aka God) then all the rest will fall into place. I want to do that. Maybe once the current to-do list is checked off....

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