I love my job -- if it is fair to even call it that. I love my calling. I love preaching. I love visiting people in the hospital. I love giving hope to people who find themselves in difficult seasons of life. I consider myself so blessed!
I've been living out this calling now for a long time. I've experienced peaks and valleys. And maybe it's selective memory, but I can't remember not wanting to go in to the office. But today I'm having to drag myself in. Why? I don't know! I love the people I work with. I love the church I serve. There is no good reason. It's not because I'm dreaming of being on the golf course. I have plans to go one afternoon later in the week.
Maybe it's because my brain is tired. Maybe it's the lull between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Maybe it's because the BCS stunk it up again. I don't know.
I'm betting that once I get into the day, I'll feel differently. My prayer this morning was that God would use me -- even in my blah.
Do you ever feel like I do this morning?