My biggest distractions
are not
Others,
they are
Myself.
My thoughts run like
trains through central station.
Express and freight, criss crossing.
God, husband, children, writing,
homeschool, laundry, meals, service.
Multiple lines at once,
and all too often hijacked.
I start my prayer
“Dear Heavenly Father”
Only for thoughts to flit off,
Did I turn off the stove?
I begin reading scriptures,
“And it came to pass,”
and ten verses pass
before I realize my thoughts
had taken a scenic tour of a
book I’m writing.
So I refocus.
I start again.
I pray for help with my
own distractedness.
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