filing

Things are not where they are supposed to be. I need to do filing.

I love my things arranged in individual file folders. Folders - weird word...

So after church tonight, I took my filing home and began to punch holes, I put things where they are supposed to be. I am finally making sense of all the piles on my desk.

My life often mirrors my desk. Messy, running behind, never enough time to completely finish. It is very difficult to keep an eternal perspective during the overwhelming messes of my days. So where do all these messes come from? I make them, no body to blame but myself. Filing keeps things neat, but not everything fits in folders. Have you ever felt like you just don't fit? I have...