It would appear that I am a professional procrastinator. Whether I continue to put myself under the false impression of limitless time, or my subconscious holds it all off till the end because I work best under pressure, I couldn't tell you. But here I am with a week left in Idaho and the last two months worth of work left to do. Oops. While I'm not worried about getting everything done, I do regret my last few days at home being stressful, rather than blissful time with family and friends. However, economics and I are tight like spandex, so what more do I need? Ha, this extremely extended time of rest and relaxation has given me the chance to be reflective and think… more than I usually do about the deep ponderings.
I have come to grasp more completly my identity in Christ. More often than not, I have defined myself by the world's standards rather than God's. I degrade myself by assigning my worth to what I can do in comparison to the rest of the world. In my time of solitude and activity confinement, I've found a peace I've been lacking in my pursuit for such worldly gain. While mediocrity will continue to be absent from my self-describing vocabulary, I will no longer let society's definition of the word be my guide.
(This post was started two weeks ago, I just finished it today. Procrastination?)
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