The issue over which my mind was obsessing that “inspired” me to finally get out of bed in the wee hours of the morning never materialized as I had envisioned. Experience has demonstrated repeatedly that “fortunetelling” is not one of the “spiritual gifts” promised in the twelfth chapter of 1 Corinthians. Yet, this PD ridden mind seems not to easily by taken from its obsession to a place of peace and the gift of a good night’s sleep. In fact, a healthy focus on the lack of evidence for the fulfillment of the projected outcome puts this mind in a place that is fully aware and sensitive to the surroundings. As a result, this unintentional host to the obsession and its factual counterpoint rises from the pillow and embracing mattress that previously provided rest and renewal, to take a reclining position in the chair in the den. Then, wide awake, but not obsessing any longer, we take the journey with a prayer of thanks and a visit to the “social media” to see what others have been thinking and or expressing since we left that media earlier in the evening. With a target hour for fully engaging again in the day arriving, the alarm is set anticipating the inevitable boredom that experience has taught arises from the often-poor neural stimulation in that media. This time, it is not fortunetelling that leads the way but rather experiences repeated with the relatively same outcome that gives the sense of calm that allows this host of significantly depleted amounts of dopamine, to a welcomed place of somewhat renewing sleep. The anticipated boredom soon arrives, and the previously stimulated and now more fatigued mind drifts off into the land of dreams. Near this time of the summer sunrise, combined with daylight savings time, this partially dopamine replenished host to dead and dying pyramidal cells, opens his eyes to the early glow from the east. Prayers of gratitude for the opportunity for refreshing and refinishing, even with the obsessive distraction of the earlier journey into fortunetelling were consciously lifted with a heart being injected with faith, hope, and love. The challenge of the day is understood to be a greater knowledge of how this day, in the presence of the love, grace, and mercy given me, can be multiplied by actions I will discover that render my behavior to be a reflection of the One who fills this thriving heart!
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