I seemed to just chase my tail around in circles today at work.
I had soooooooo much to do.
However, my schedule just opened itself to enable all these tasks to be achieved.
I just couldn't have planned it any better.
Now some of this is a result of having a few "short" weeks.
Holidays.
Public holidays.
Children with dislocated knees.
Multiple day training.
Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
But today was mine to claim back my lack of productivity.
When I left work this afternoon. A bit later than normal.
Well, I don't know. I'm not sure what happened to my day.
It's a bit hazy.
I do know I was really busy all day.
Yet for all that busyness, I was still dealing with the same bit of paper at the end of the day that I had at the start.
Hmmph.
Uuuunnnllllllleeeeessssss....
there was some sort of split in the time vortex surrounding my office and as I left in the morning it actually sent me into the afternoon and what I thought was me being busy was just a random collection of memories I had of being busy and this enabled me to assume I had been doing stuff all day which was absurd because I still had the same bit of paper in my hand that I had at the start and I can't remember having coffee but there was an empty glass on my desk as well and I always wash up after I've had a coffee because I don't like a messy desk so I mustn't have had a coffee because it was just a memory caused by the same split in the time vortex and I should use space time continuum but that would sound too trekkie and I am not a trekkie what was I saying?
Anyway my plans came to naught and I need to try and catch up again tomorrow.
I did have some pleasant chats with people though.
Apparently.
Parts of it are a blur.
Maybe I fell asleep.
Egad! I hope not.
A dream?
A dream within a dream?
But.........................
Leviticus 2
So we have a grain offering.
Burning flour and oil.
In some cases it would appear as making a small loaf.
Possibly for those who own no livestock.
Maybe for those who were poor. They could at least bring flour.
As long as it was the best they had.
I've said it before, but I think I'll repeat it.
God is interested in receiving your best.
It may not be THE best, but as long as it's YOUR best, God would like you to do it, give it, use it or honour Him with it.
The fiery part of this is interesting me.
All the sacrifices include burning.
Purification?
All consuming?
When the grain offerings are burnt, frankincense is added.
A fragrance added to something that in my mind doesn't need it.
I love the smell of bread being baked.
Isn't that what grain and oil burned together would smell like?
Although I've smelt burnt toast as well.
Maybe it does need the fragrance.
But compared to burning meat, heads, fat, doves, I know which I'd put the nice smelly stuff.
Okay, leap of faith....
Maybe because the grain is not the most ideal offering, the frankincense is a way of God saying "You've given your best, I can use that. I'll cover the imperfections. You've done all you can."
My thoughts for the moment anyway.
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