You don't have to make every moment count.
That's a lot of pressure that you don't really need.
You don’t have to make every moment count. You can be less aware.
No need to account for every moment’s holiness. Some days are just meant for living and forgetting.
Maybe one fine Saturday morning you’ll recognize the glory of God in the nooks and crannies of your buttered toast but it’s really okay if you don’t.
It’s not the Grand Canyon. It’s toast.
Some would say there is no difference between the grandeur of the Grand Canyon and a piece of toast but I have no energy for that discussion. I am busy.
I am busy doing things and self examination is not one of them. I am content in my cargo shorts.
I know that someday I will be dead and life is a vapor quickly disappearing into the abyss but there is a Little Cesar’s down the street so I am going there right now to get some pepperoni Crazy Puffs and if that’s not trusting God I don’t know what is.
Hardly any of us live in an English cottage surrounded by dewy roses in a bucolic village. There are twelve vape shops within walking distance of my house.
In my town you can easily get CBD gummies or a set of ninja stars but there are no restaurants that you would want to brag about on your socials.
I’m torn between wanting to live with a perfectly elevated latte in my hand and just owning the fact that the coffee shop nearest my house puts a large mountain of whipped cream on EVERYTHING, not to mention it’s called Holy Grounds.
So, if you think about it, say a prayer today. Tell God “thank you” from time to time. But don’t be obsessed with getting every detail of your life right. Don’t psychoanalyze yourself into a fearful paralysis. You don’t have to have your life perfectly together in order to do something.
Life is very short so don’t become obsessed with how short it is. Remember that someday you will be dead. Go ahead and just trust God for everything. Raise the dead or watch tv, either way you are already one with Christ; there is no separation between you.



I had a similar thought when I read the latest article about habit stacking, admonishing me to add in a habit every time I use the restroom. I think it's probably OK to just perform the bodily function and leave it at that.
Turning 60 this year has rattled me out of this beautiful place, where I’m content with the small and quiet. Time is poking me, making feel like I have to CARPE the DIEM and all that. I pray I can throw that all away and just feed the dog and walk around the block enjoying the dahlias and, yes, watch tv. Thank you for the reminder.