Wonder if Morning’s ‘to do list,’ as crowded as mine?  Though barely awake.  Not stressed, as I.  Her wokeness unsurpassed.  Barely wake, fully dressed.  Spring ensemble, love the Hyacinth highlights.  Sniff, sniff.  Ahhh.  How does she do it?  She’s seen every full day, since beginning of time.  New garment, each day, yet not stressed.  Maintains her vigor.  Even does a spritz of ode-de-perfume.  Stepped out this Monday Morning of Musing, to sniff her fragrance.  She smells so fresh.  Must bathe in Nature’s Body Wash.  How does she find the fragrance and the time?  Does she find it at Whole Foods, possible Trader Joes, maybe Amazon, to save some time?  If Morning can find the time, why not I?  Feeling so busy, delayed coffee and dim sum.  Wonder if birth (Christmas), death (Good Friday), and resurrection (Easter), could come in separate years?  What about ‘Holy Month,’ or ‘Holy Quarter,’ to make some extra time?  Avoid later arrivals.  Demands of the Christians, so overwhelming.  Even, JESUS WEPT’ (John 11:35) Maybe Christ could yield.  I’m just sayin.  He has?  No wonder Christian church can seem so un-Christ-like.  C.S Lewis, please don’t say, “I TOLD YOU SO.” 


Walked a bit, even did a chore.  Musings and garbage pickup, Monday intersectionality.  A chill came over.  Retreat to shelter of my personal carbon footprint.  Indoor comfort zone, temperature set at 71. Coffee revelation.  Desirin Nu Pali Coast, Dark Roast, can do that.  Dim sum, also has to wait.  Not same world to which I was born.  Not even same one to which I fell asleep.  Why?  “Like the sands of the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.”  World a changin, or just me agin?  Where my ‘gs’ at?  Put it on a T-shirt.  “For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1) Typo, or did one of the angels forget to press ‘reply all?’  Time movin so quickly.  Matters under heaven risk, ‘undone.’  Waive ya right to remain silent, then confess out loud; ‘Forgive me I pray, for the things I do and the things I have left undone.’  Then get it done.  ARK of Judy, it’s on the way. 


Are the sands of the hourglass pourin out cracks in the sides?  Too much to do.  So little time.  God the 24/7 package feels out of date, is there 30/10 package available?  God, are you listenin?  I obviously came up on Your caller ID.  Will you take this call?  Text message.  “Busy right now. can I AM, call you back?”  Dang, even God stressed for time.  But God, You made, ‘everything suitable for its time, even put a sense of past and future in our minds.’ Ecclesiastes 3:11) Ah ha.  Clearly says, ‘past and future.’  Guess You too wonderin, where did this insane sense of ‘present’ come from?  Nobody wants it ‘then’ or ‘later.’  “It’s my money and I want it NOW!”  Everybody wants it, “NOW!”  Is ‘NOW!” an idolatry of our own doin?  A golden calf of sorts?  Why doth Thou createth time in the way Thou doth?  Tryin to be King James respectful.  Divine text message, “I know that there is nothing better for them than to be happy and enjoy themselves as long as they live; moreover, it is God’s gift that all should eat and drink and take pleasure in all their toil.” (Ecclesiastes 3:12-13) Amen, so it is Thy will I have some java and dim sum, before I take pleasure in the incessant demands of ‘NOW,’ on this Sabbath day? 

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