Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. Wherefore do ye spend money for that which is not bread? and your labour for that which satisfieth not? hearken diligently unto me, and eat ye that which is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness.
  ~ about hope and faith

Confessions of a workaholic

Doing things is in my DNA. I have always been interested in practical things, mechanics, how things work and what's "under the hood"

This led me to spend hours and hours taking things apart and putting them back together (with greater and lesser success). And of course the more I tinkered and tried to figure things out, the more I learned. I can only imagine how much more I could have fixed and learned if we'd had YouTube in those days.

When I was 17 years old I bought 1 1/2 motorcycles in banana boxes, the guy guaranteed that I could get one whole bike out of it. It was a Triumph Speed Twin from 1954 (without back shock absorbers) and a Triumph Tiger from 1939. I remember spending a month in the basement with one and a half gearbox on the table trying to figure out how to put it together - without a manual!

When I was 18 it was all ready. The chassis from 1954 and the engine (with higher pistons and enlarged valves) from 39 - a veritable monster.

Proud Bugger I kicked it once, I kicked it twice and WRRROOOMMM it started! - A proud moment of my life.

Proud Bugger That's just one example, and I could tell you about my second car. A 1954 Citroen 8 Sport that I installed an ID19 engine in.

I posted something about my interest in inventions and energy in a different "blog post"

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However all this knowledge and drive also has a downside. When you have practical skills and a mechanically inclined mind it tends to make you quite self-reliant and a "know-it-all" character. Those who have been around me could likely agree with that :-)

Now that I have reached pension age and my strength is waning I find myself with all this accumulated experience and the ideas keep coming, but the body can't quite keep up and that can sometimes be frustrating.

It's like that line of poetry from Virginia Brandt Berg's poem, "I was longing to serve the Master" where she writes, "For me it was easy to labour, but oh it was hard to wait"!

At the moment I am on Grandpa "duty" North of the Arctic Circle with my precious granddaughter. It's a beautiful but rough and rugged country with icy winters. Although I am not expected to, there is so much I'd like to help with, but I caught a bit of a cold so my health is not allowing me to do too much.

Instead this morning I spent some time with the Lord and this is what I feel He was telling me....

Rest and recover is first, stay in my arms. Let me envelop you with my love - feel it, imbibe it, rejoice in it, then the rest will come of itself. That's putting the horse before the cart and then you won't have to push and shove yourself.

I know it's easier said than done and that's what Paul meant when he said, "let us labour therefore to enter into that rest" (Heb.4:11) - the labour is in putting away yourself, your plans and programs so you can float freely on the wings of the spirit. Living in the moment - in the eternal now - resting in the assurance that I have your back, you are loved and I care more for you and yours than you do.

I know it goes against your natural grain and inclinations. You think YOU have to do the worrying and the caring and the carrying. But lay it down, put it away and let Me do it. ILY!

Thank you Jesus! By God's grace I am going to try to get out of the way and let Him be in the driver seat. I pray I can change my ways.

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