Left My Head in Bed (05/15/2026)

Yesterday was one of those days. I got up around 5:40 a.m. but I left my head in bed. All day long, I scurried around only to realize I’d scurried past something I was supposed to do. I went to the store for fruit and intended to stop at the printer for a church printing job I needed for a later meeting. When I got home, I realized I’d driven past the print shop twice without stopping. So, back I went. And last evening, I went to the church meeting, but halfway there realized I’d left the fruit salad in the frig. So, I had to circle back to get it. Note to self: Early to rise is useless if one doesn’t take her brain with her.

Midway through the day, as I was feeling especially forgetful, I took a small break and consoled myself with a cold sip of tea and the excuse that it was a hectic day. Last night after the fruit salad fiasco, I returned to my porch this time to have my day’s end chat with the LORD before retiring.

I approached it like I always do, beginning with the good. It had been a hectic day, but a blessed day. I received a visit and a bouquet from my daughter, a hanging plant from my son-in-law, two invitations from dear friends to meet up in the near future, and a wonderful conversation with a friend at the bookstore about his journey alone after losing his love. And the evening brought with it the gift of meeting with a group of women at church to share a meal and conversation.

Then I brought up the forgetting and having to retrace my steps. And ironically, I found a gift in those, too. I had a wonderful conversation with the young man who runs the print shop. It was the end of the day, he had time. I don’t know that we’d have had the opportunity earlier in the day. And with the fruit salad, I recognized the gift of my husband who met me at the top of the driveway with the fruit salad and who placed the salad securely on the back seat floor and waved me off with a smile.

In the end, I realized several things after pondering prayerfully: I need to slow down a bit because juggling too many balls can lead to dropping balls; I need to focus on the blessings and not the irritations; and the LORD was with me all along.

The pace of our world today is a bit zany. I believe we may all need to slow down just a bit and be present more. This morning as I was thinking about yesterday on my porch, I was gifted by the appearance of two gold finches at my bird bath. That was a biggie. They were the first I’d spotted this spring. And then a beautiful cardinal stopped. As I prayed and watched, I asked the LORD to help me through the day. I asked that I might be more focused on His splendor than my speed. I’m hopeful that today will be a better day.

Until tomorrow, let us all love well.