Well dear friends here we are again. Sleeping like a log and I must have rolled over the wrong way and that far to familiar shot of pain near took my breath away. So a few strong pain killers and it is finally starting to settle. I decided to stay up a while and let them take kick in. If I start typing "like" this and oh "like" that. Basically "like" is an extremely over used word. "Like" any of you have the full "like" right to reach out and slap me. I mean "like" hard... deal?
I was standing in line the other day at the drug store. Of late it has become "like" a fast food place for me. Ok get back "like" back on track.
There were two young girls standing in front of me. I am somewhat of a people watcher. As I was watching them text and talk at the same time I was fascinated and started to listen more closely. My dear father would have said they were "Fast Talking" It was "like" Get ready to slap me soon, but hold on I am allowed a few more "likes."
Anyway the point being it was hard to follow the conversation. "Yes I know I was eves dropping, I earned that slap. My mind ended up as mush after 5 minutes of listening to them talking, hearing gum snapping and watching the flying thumbs on that tiny phone keyboard. There are times when auto correct makes sense but at that speed it must have been all auto correct. Maybe it is a new language.
The small blonde girl was maybe 16 and hands down shone with a brilliant light, was as loud as life and had what she was doing down to absolute perfection. The picture above was my brain after they finally left the store. It was similar to spending the day on the lake being rocked back and forth by the waves. In this case the "likes" stuck to me like glue.
You know the feeling of waves I assume. That feeling you have when you lay down and the body keeps moving with the non existent waves.. Strangest thing for certain, well even though it was all of a sudden quiet my brain was still hearing the voices, gum snapping, keyboard sounds and that word "like." Is there such a thing as mental break ins?
I think the english language has been slaughted over the years. Let me pick. number of words in her sentence. Oh lets say 46, a reasonable sentence length if you are explaining something important. The problem being 44 of those words were, get ready here it comes..."like."
That by the way was the last " " I was allowed, so you have open season on me.
The poor little elderly lady standing in front of them looked something " " this after they left. See I am learning fast, not using it. I know where my limits are and where I am safe. All this poor lady did was shake her head. I have changed her name and image to protect her.
Life and its pace have been altered forever has it not. I mean we are capable of doing so much at that near instant timing. Have you ever noticed how we stand tapping our fingers on the counter while we impatiently wait for the microwave to heat water. Then at the last few seconds we pop open the door and clear the rest of the time away.
Mine has this stupid annoying little tune it plays that sort of grates away on your nerves. I did something like that just this evening as I watched the movie of the cup slowly turning through the screen of the micro wave. "Tap Tap Tap."
Then I started to laugh thinking of just how silly and habitual we are and the direction we are going and even worse the speed we are travelling at. Back up not that long ago and I can recall going out collecting the wood, splitting it, building a fire and heating that same kind of what ever being nuked in seconds.
Time to Rest
Near everything in life has reached that tipping point. We have all had day timers, most have computers. Technology has made us far more efficient than we have ever been. But really when you stop and think of it, just how efficient are we. All of this extra time we should have we are tossing it aside and allowing it to be taken up with more "Busy." Can you see just how counter productive it can become. Our minds are like that rocking of the boat when we lay down for sleep. We do not have a switch to shut it off, it just keeps on a going.
We have become codependent to the array of sleep aids to help us shut down. I was talking with a young man the other day after church, he was telling me how his life was going. His professional achievements his plans all laid out for his future. He was one of the young students who used to come to my office and flop into a chair. He is a wonderful young man but he looked tired. I asked if he had been ill or if all was ok. As it turned out life was not so great. He nearly broke down in tears as he explained the debt load he carries, the demands of the work he has. I asked about his sleep and it was like peeling an onion as we talked. He revealed he spends the better part of 7 hours a day on his computer, sometimes late into the night. he shared with me he was taking sleeping pills and drinking a little to help him sleep.
Our bodies are designed to serve us well and they do it in a miraculous way. After talking with him at length I said I would refer him to a wonderful Christian Doctor friend of mine who happens to be very gifted in counselling as well.
Are any of us looking after our bodies and minds the way we should. I know I am a bit of a narcissist sitting here writing when I should be sleeping. I have been told that if we do the same thing daily for 21 days in a row it becomes a normal routine. In my opinion pills, alcohol, work etc can become habit forming and will rob you of your joy, eventually your hope. Once you begin to become defeated you then fall into what William P. Young in the book The Shack wrote about. He coined it as having the Great Sadness falling over him.
Sleeping pills can certainly help but in most cases they compound the problem by leaving you tired the better part of the next day. Now imagine you have worked your normal work week and you have taken a trip. If you want rest you do need to leave that which drags you down alone. A great example is the computer, the cell phone and anything which may rob you of getting rejuvenated.
At the end of the day what do you chose, a sleeping pill, a few too many drinks or would you choose a walk along a sandy beach listening to the waves kissing the shore, it is then your troubled heart will become quiet... we are called to rest my friends and rest we shall have if we seek it.
" " Many hugs and much love from Canada
© Rolly A. Chabot
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