I was wide awake at 2:30 am this morning. You have probably been there before - you're dead tired the night before and are fast asleep "before your head hits the pillow" only to wake up in the wee hours with your mind full of life's troubles. The lists of troubles that kept going through my mind had too much to do with the Washington Nationals blowing another baseball game, but also things at church that need to be done before my final Sunday at CHPC, as well as the many details associated with moving. I am also currently consumed by bureaucracy as I try to get a recently purchased used car tagged so I can get it out of our back yard and actually drive it. I finally did go back to sleep close to 4:00 am, so the 5:30 alarm was way too soon!
After Peg and I put out 15 bags of clothing on our curb for the Purple Heart to pick up, putting finishing touches on a prayer to say at the House of Representatives tomorrow, taking Peg to the Metro so she could make a flight at DCA, and walking the dog I finally sat down for a few moments of quiet time.
It was then that I began to put things in perspective. As much as I love baseball, it is just a game played by millionaires who are making even more millions for others. In preparing for our move we have already given away more "stuff" than most people in the world would ever hope to own. Capitol Hill Presbyterian Church has been here for 150 years and will continue to thrive without me. We are moving to another wonder congregation Trinity Presbyterian Church in a sub-tropical vacation destination and can afford to purchase a 2nd car to make life there more convenient. Modern travel makes Peg's work possible. I've been invited to pray at the Untied States Congress 13 times. I know where all of my family members are and everyone has a job, clothing, a roof, food, accessible health care, and friends and family who love them. And, my dog Wilson reminds me to be the person he thinks I am.
So, what's the problem? I think I'll take a nap!
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