Today was a good day. I’m slowly learning how wonderful it is to be in God’s presence, to think about Him throughout the day. It’s not like I don’t know that it’s cool, but actually prioritizing it is a weakness of mine, something that I don’t do well at all. It’s a shame, and also something I need to improve in.

This was my last full day working at the mill. I’ll go in for a few hours tomorrow morning, but then it’s off to prepare for school and play tennis.

Most every day—especially when I’m working the early shift—there comes a point where drowsiness wants to take control. There are several remedies for this. One is actually getting up and moving around, taking a walk, jumping some rope, whatever. But the other—and this is my favorite—is to recline on our in-office lawn chair and take a light snooze. This usually works wonders. After just 10-30 minutes of that you feel great. I get a little self-conscious about it when truck drivers drive by my little window though. And today I was pleasantly drifting in and out of consciousness when suddenly my door opens and a guy sticks his head in wanting me to load some pellets. Evidently I was more out of consciousness than in, because he definitely woke me up. Thankfully I wasn’t in a deep sleep because 1. that’s not good when you’re looking after equipment that will eventually run dry and 2. because I wouldn’t have been able to communicate intelligently for several minutes.

The biggest news in my life is that I’m the new music teacher for Brownsville Mennonite School. This was a tough decision that had been weighing on me for more than a week. I feel good about taking the job, though the uncertainty about the time I’ll need to invest is a bit scary. Earlier this week there was a settling in my spirit about it. God didn’t strike with lightning from the sky, but I’m thinking that His still small voice did.