Dear Lord, everything I started this morning
has been interrupted by something else.
I am at sixes and sevens.
What to do first?
Did you ever have a day like that, Lord?
Maybe when you cleansed the temple
was that kind of a day.
Calm my spirit.
Then I will know where to begin.
Thank you, Lord, for listening. Amen.
All things are wearisome, more than one can express; the eye is not satisfied with seeing, or the ear filled with hearing. What has been is what will be, and what has been done is what will be done; there is nothing new under the sun.