I have to say, I'm bored. (When Tim says that, I suggest various household tasks he can do.) And I don't care that there is work to be done, I have books to read, I have the internet at my fingertips...I have any number of things to do. I'm restless. My own blogs bore me. I've run out of things to say. I write a blog and don't publish it because it's...boring. I don't want to grow old and boring. I want to live life to my personal fullest, and I'm not sure what that is. Aaagh.
Thing is, I should be at least content. I have every reason to be content. Not only content, I should rejoice in the life I live, in peace and harmony and in the light of God's love. That is enough! So this restlessness in me can't be all that good, if it causes me just to complain. How do I use it for good?
If I use it to improve my way of doing things, if I use it to bring me to be creative and do things with more excellence, to reach out to more people especially with God's salvation or even a little encouragement, then maybe my boredom will have wrought good changes. If it causes me to spend more money, and not further God's Kingdom work, to pamper my own outlook and wants rather than the needs of others, then it is for evil and I must just get over it and get on with my own life that I should be living in joy and for the glory of God.
So it may be another boring blog entry, but that's where I am for the moment.