Technology keeps us constantly stimulated. What do we lose when we no longer have nothing to do?
BY MARK KINGWELL
BOREDOM IS ONE of the most common human experiences, yet it seems continually to defy complete understanding.
We all know what it is to feel bored, but what exactly prompts, constitutes, or follows from the condition of boredom is far less obvious.
Is boredom a function of leisure?
Does boredom tangle desire or personal conditions, or both?
That is, when I stare at the full refrigerator and complain that there is nothing to eat, or when I scan 100 cable channels and find nothing to watch, who or what, exactly, is to blame?
Whatever It is You Want to Do, Do it. You Only have So Many Tomorrows. ~ #TobyMac #SpeakLife
“Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock.” ~ Matthew 7:24
“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.” Colossians 3:23
Sometimes not saying anything is the Best Answer.
You see, Silence can Never Be Misquoted.
The fruit of Silence is prayer.The fruit of Prayer is faith.The fruit of Faith is love.The fruit of Love is service.The fruit of Service is peace. ~ Mother Teresa
Encouraging Ideas: “Sometimes it’s easier to fuss than it is to be thankful.”
And let them offer sacrifices of thanksgiving, and tell of his deeds in songs of joy! ~ Psalm 107:22
Let us be intentional to sacrifice our human nature by choosing first to be thankful, before focusing on or responding to the things that burden our hearts. thedailyverse.com/Kat Davis)
A Great Story of God’s Deliverance.
Jim’s story goes like this – inhis words.
When I was in the Navy, I drank like a sailor. When I got out of the Navy, I drank like a sailor. You could say I went overboard. Swam with sharks and chased mermaids. Spent all my clams in the octopus’s garden. The deeps and the darks suited me fine. Closing time came; I looked around. I was all alone in Davy Jones’s lockup. Looked for a way out, but there was no ship in the bottle. Just more bottles, and every one an ocean. Took a long time before I settled on the bottom. But look! A boat on the horizon. A life raft with my wife and daughter in it. “You’re here,” they cheered. “Take us ashore!” “I’m just a drunken sailor,” I said. My wife reeled me in. “No, you’re the captain.” I looked to the stars and plotted our course for home.
Jim Ruland’s story sails along on clever metaphors, but on a deeper level, it’s a moving look at one man’s desolation and the renewal he found in his family’s faith and love. It’s a story of God using a man’s family to stop Satan’s diversions in his life.
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