I think I'd like to do the 'other stuff' entry first. I have of late been volunteering at a local used/new music store, my dream since the teenage years. I get to sit there surrounded by vinyl, CD's and cassettes while I play music as loud as I want, drinking my iced tea while I get to gently handle and clean vinyl, lovingly admiring the cover art, before storing it in safe plastic covers and entering it into a computer. For some this would be boring, I imagine. But for me, it's restful - it's something I know I can do well and it helps somebody else out in the process - a small struggling business owner/friend, which makes it even better. I found myself in an almost zen-like tranquility; I had an opportunity to just be and do, a chance to admire the process and pay attention to each step and keystroke. I didn't get bored at all, even after a 6 hour shift. I even got there early to dust and clean up a bit, water plants, the little touches that bachelor store owners don't seem to think about. It was 'me-time', one of the things that I can do to help somebody else that in turn makes me feel good.
Now, onto prayers and family. In the midst of my bliss there has been a hubub of activity around a sick aunt and uncle in aging years and declining health, and all of your prayers (especially on my aunt's behalf) are greatly appreciated. It has made me realize as I lay back here in bed and type that at 40 I am entering the time of my life when the torch is being passed on. What will I pass on to my nieces and nephews? It makes you think about all of those precious family stories (and knowing my auntie tall tales) that get passed down. What will we pass down when it is our turn? It makes you stop and think. The torch is in your hands now, so what will you do with it?
Peace be with you all.