I’m practicing inconsistencies in my routine without self imposed guilt or shame taking root and harvesting a few days worth of self condemnation.
If living each and every moment in God’s presence is the priority, there’s grace. There’s grace for detours. There’s grace for procrastination. There’s grace for 6 hours of sleep. There’s grace.
Perhaps I’ll go to the grocery store at 9PM.
Perhaps I’ll take an exceptionally long time to do my dishes at 10PM.
Perhaps I’ll arrange a bouquet at 10:30PM.
Perhaps I’ll make a cup of tea and write a blog post at 11PM.
I’m ending my day in God’s presence. There’s no place I’d rather be.