This is weird, I know. But for the first time in a VERY long time, I did not take a picture today.
I didn’t take a picture of my dog, my yard, my food, myself or the sky.
But you only have to know my week and this Friday, specifically, to understand. This was a killer of a week at my work. We were running 100 mph and I wasn’t even able to snap a shot with my cell phone. I went from meeting to meeting, never stopping for a break. I performed work-related tasks and data entry without a bite of lunch. I went on to our small group and was out late into the evening…
And I never once thought about the camera, the picture, capturing a moment.
And this informed me. A lack of picture also instructed me that I lacked direction today. I allowed the day to control me, instead of me controlling the day.
I didn’t have purpose in my food. I didn’t have purpose in my activity. I didn’t have purpose in my movement. I responded rather than planned. I reacted rather than act.
That is now way to live. I am the captain of this ship. I am the master of my soul. It is up to me to determine the course of my days…even the most hectic of days.