Susan LaffertyTemporary place. A familiar part of the faith journey.
Each stop stirs mute awareness in the back of my mind. And the depths of my soul.
This is not for always. But only for a season.
Temporary. No matter where we move. Set up house. And make a home.
New Delhi, 2012. The electricity goes off. Right after a loud explosion. Most likely a transformer that’s blown in the neighborhood.
It’s late afternoon when shadows lengthen and shade our second floor flat. I sit in the dark. And wait.
The mental checklist forms automatically. Honed by long experience. If it’s an extended power outage, there are things to do.
Tyranny of the Urgent. Back in the day, this small booklet by Charles E. Hummel captures my attention. And convicts my heart.
He quotes a man who told him, “Your greatest danger is letting the urgent things crowd out the important.”
What crowds out the important in my life today?
