I’ve lived without a computer and my planner for about a month now – and survived. Sometimes we who depend on technology like that don’t think it might be possible, but it is.
It was a quiet month, yet a busy one. It was a what should I do now? time to how to get this all done? time. Living oxymoronically was a learning experience.
I had to learn how to write creatively with a pen and a notebook. Sounds barbaric, doesn’t it?
I went without checking my Facebook daily. Sounds like a relationship inhibitor, eh?
I wasn’t able to respond to e-mail right away or have occasional blog therapy.
I was, however, able to have longer devotions, read more books, and reflect more on spiritual things.
Never would I say that I was thankful for the robbery that took my things – a part of me and my life to be exact, but I do say sincerely and truthfully that God is causing all this to work for the good. James chapter 1 says we’ll have trouble in this life. Yeah, no kidding! He also says to be joyful during those times (that’s a bit harder) and if you can’t understand what’s happening, pray for wisdom and God will grant it.
I’ve prayed, and honestly the reasons have not been revealed, but the wisdom He’s granted me is knowing Him deeper, sensing His presence sweeter, and trusting Him fuller.
Now that the insurance claim check came, I’m writing this blog on a new computer, I went to Staples last night and bought another planner, and my first thought was that I am ‘back to life’. But that’s not correct. I’ve never left my life; I was simply on a detour. And through those things I’ve learned certain things, most importantly that God is as much in the detour as He is anywhere else.