awaking with my eyes only half open
really wanting to not be awake yet at all,
i found a conference in progress in my kitchen.
now, i’ve no idea
what the topic of conversation was
perhaps plans of how to get out into the ever more spring-like air
or rehashing discussions they were privy to
after the kids went to bed last night.
i’ll never know.
but the level of concentration on their frozen faces
strengthens my resolve today,
reminds me
that nevertheless
i am absolutely expected to carry on
asking for help as i realise how very much i need it
and remembering
even tying it to my forehead if necessary
what really drives me
what really matters
in this season
that is now
upon
me.
‘forehead’ taken from 22:4 of revelation.
they look as though they are concentrating very deeply indeed….
The consensus at my job is that no one actually feels like being awake this week!