Genesis 8

So today has been a tough day blog wise.
The problem of starting something like this while on holiday.
First day back at work.
Great day.

I read on facebook today about someone returning to their "normality" of the working week.
But I really feel the weekend IS my true normality.
Monday to Friday is just a blur.
I hope that blur is not what I am.
But a means to enjoy who I really am - on the weekend.
I work to get the things and do the things I like.
I like to fish.
I like to have my home look nice.
I like to have my family around.
Working enables me to do these things.
It is a small part of me that takes up 71.43% of the days in my week.

Work through lunch answering emails and catching up on a
week's worth of neglected paperwork.
Come home.
Say "Hi" to Donna and kids.
Head out again.
Come home.
Say "Hi" to Donna and kids.
Have tea.
And now blog before tiredness really really kicks in.
Caffeine?
Maybe later.
Donna is cheering me on. Yay!!

Genesis 8
Opens with the brilliant statement "But God remembered Noah..."
Says so much of God's grace.
He had just been so fed up with the state of man's wickedness that He wiped every
living thing from the planet.
In the anger and frustration
His attention is drawn to this bobbing craft.
In the midst of the destruction.
God remembers Noah.
And saved him.
Nice.

God remembers us.

I got some feedback today.
Thank you.
You know who you are.
It brought the realisation home that this is no longer just about me.
Drat.
I was quite happy, blissfully ignorant of others eyes watching.
Disagreeing.
Agreeing.
Slowly shaking their heads and wondering what?
But then deep down I knew when I committed to putting this beast up, there would be those who would have a look.

My hope is there is enough in here for you to return.