Or I would make a list. I think I hear my phone. The cat is crying to come in, I think I must postpone. I cannot find my scratchpad. A thousand interruptions, Ten thousand more excuses, Innumerable distractions.
Thoughtless time abuses.
My information's overloaded, I need to slow me down. I'm caught up in a whirlwind, I'm going round and round. I think about God's mega-tasks, And their vast enormity. Yet, He still has time for me. My priorities must be re-set, All of this is my own fault.