Last night, I was nodding my head thinking, "Yeah, I think that Jack guy might be on to something... "
Wait, no! He's scary and creepy and tries to kill his whole family. He's NOT on to something at all!
The fact is, I was getting to a point of all work and no play was making Becca a very stressed out girl. I love, love, love my job. I think that being a pastor is probably the bestest job ever, second only to maybe ice-cream taster or massage-receiver. BUT I've started to feel like my job has taken over my life. It's all I really think about some days. If it's not the next big program, it's the sermon. If not the sermon, it's the pains and issues people are struggling with. And so on and so on...
So today by a miraculous convergence of events, I had the whole day free. So I decided to escape. I took myself on a date to the big city. Chicago. And I must say, I'm a damn good date! (I just hope I understand that just because I bought myself the expensive lunch that I don't expect "something" in return once the date is over. I'm not that kind of girl.)
Life is good.
1 comment:
Love it!! Glad you took yourself on a date.... what a fab day in Chicago!
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