I realized that a weakness I have is taking notes and never re-reading them. I was relaxing in my truck, which is a sanctuary for me, and I began to re-read my church journal. How familiar are the words that wash over me. Familiar and seemingly recent. With all of the things I ought be doing, nothing seemed more appropriate.
Are you in that place? Where the words have been spoken, directions given, and charge led- only to find out you forgot what they were in the first place.
There’s no time like the present to read them again.