Happiness is unemployment

For the mornings wakies I set two separate alarms. One is just a regular alarm clock alongside the bed. The other is on my cell phone and I place it across the room from me. (You see, I've been unemployed for the entire month of June and need some external motivation to get up.) When the alarm clock by the bed sounds off my wife nudges me (with necessary force) to turn it off. My typical response would be to flail my numb seal arm that I've slept on all night over on the snooze button and be no more roused than before the siren sounded. Ah, but the ace up my sleeve is the simultaneous buzzing of the cell phone across the room. I get up and turn it off only to find myself at 7 AM in the land of the the wakies.

What does one do with such time? I've found enough time to go to http://www.everyvideogame.com. "Mike Tyson's Punch Out" has an insidious draw on me that saps the hours away. Some day I shall indeed defeat Soda Popinski. Countless wasted hours of play would tend to prove otherwise though. Oh, and I've also frequented http://www.desiringgod.org just so you don't think I've viewed only rubbish. On the productivity front, the front porch of my home (or the dreaded cavern of lattice as I liked to call it) no longer has the slightest hint of lattice. I tore it all out. It looks a little bare presently, but I can't put any new woodwork in until I know I am employed. Many other long awaited household tasks have been completed as well. The lovely wife is pleased.

The most interesting turn in my life since I left my job is the upswing in my marriage and spiritual life. It took me about a week, but with all the free time I eventually had to look inward. Not a pretty sight to behold really. I made some sweeping changes to the way I approached the spiritual disciplines of the Christian life. Consistency bore some amazing fruit and here I am now bearing witness of that fruit. Love, peace joy. I love my God, and I love my wife, and I love my church. I just needed the time to remember how much I really did. Thank you God for my span of unemployment.