Good Morning Kymt (Keeper of My Thoughts-Holy Spirit)
Last night as I struggled to turn the TV off (early), I asked youwhy I hated to go to bed so much. Once i get there, I'm always glad. Such a warm, welcoming place to be. So, I asked you, for a change, why? It seemed as if you reached right into my head and spoke to me; it seemed as though you were just waiting for the right question.

It isn't the busyness of the day to come; it isn't the work or the demands that will be upon me. (Most of them are very pleasant!) Even the things I love to do, like making greeting cards, embroidering a crazy quilt, playing the piano---even these things don't lure me to bed so that I can get up and start fresh. Why? Because what I long for, what I find as I stay up into the night, is "me time". The works of the day, so to speak, have no more demands on me, not even my creativity. I have punched out. I can do what I want to do---TV? Whew!! I would think I could come up with something better than that!! But, I am too tired to consider much else, aren't I.

So that's what I want, isn't it. I want permission to stop--permission to just sit and do nothing. No that's not it is it. What I really want is permission to sit and listen---to the birds, the breeze in the trees, the blowing of the furnace, a good piece of music, consideration of the day spent, the thoughts you would stir in my heart. But---by the time I give myself this permission, I am rather spent, so I let the TV feed me, don't I.

Will you help me change this wasting cycle? Please. Move me, if you must, as one who walks in sleep, until i find the balance in work, play, and "doing nothing".

Guide me Kymt. Do not only keep my thoughts, but be my thoughts.