I rolled my eyes at this book the first time I saw it. I put the book into the category of Joel Osteen lies (is that too harsh?) and expected it to be ignorant promises made to that naive niche of Christians that thrives on prosperity-theology.
However, there’s a developing theme to this blog: I misjudged. Note the subtitle: spiritual disciplines for ordinary people. I’m ordinary. We all are, and we all need discipline. So, I read on.

This semester has, at times, been overwhelming and the only way to characterize it is living in a state of rush. I planned activities so close together that even teleporting wouldn’t have made it possible. Any delay sent panic through my being, aggravating frustration, and the whole time I was always right and everyone else was wrong. With the help of the this book, some honest friends, and conviction, I‘ve begun to see this simple truth: I have 24 hours just like everyone else. Rest, my friends, is a spiritual discipline.
After a week of practice, here are some changes I’ve made that have revolutionized my world.
1. By saying no, I’ve allowed my mind to live in the present instead of constantly planning how I was going to overcome the impossible. Taking out even activities I want to do has allowed me to enjoy the activities I actually do. If eating out with friends is going to take too long, I stay home. My day’s arbitrary tasks can go unmet and the world still turns. This simple act (which is an age-old piece of advice) has allowed me to be a better listener and be more patient on the phone (and actually answer it). When my schedule was packed, my mind was muddled.
It’s like how your computer runs faster without 10 trillion (deficit, yeah?) windows open. Close those babies. Apple key Q. Gone.

2. Exercise, and if possible, in the morning. When my body is intentionally strained, it feels accomplished. My mind is alert and I am not nearly as dependent on coffee. Coffee Consumption was in need of intervention.
3. White Noise. I just learned what this was– it’s a steady noise that acts as an active noise cancellation. It allows me to feel like I’m in a silent room when I’m not. My roommates music is loud, but my room is silent. Check it out.
4. Read. My classes are heavy reading. For my ethics class, our assignments are analytical and philosophical and for writing, I often lose sight of content because I’m so focused on style. By reading for mere entertainment, my mind is set free. Plus, reading motivates and energizes me.
5. Pray. This has been my anthem this semester, and yet, I am “prone to wander Lord I feel it.” Whenever I move from the momentary physical world and begin to talk to an eternal omni-present God, focuses change. They have to.
Tonight I walked to dinner, played catch until my hands burned, walked to the bank, mailed a letter, and ate frozen yogurt with gummy worms. Do you know what the best part was? I wasn’t in a rush so I actually enjoyed it.
P.S. The Mrs. Susan Gear came home today. Bothwell missed her.
Your blogs always seem to be what I need to hear. I’m running in a million different directions today, and instead of writing my 4-page midterm that’s due tomorrow (I’ve got a whole one paragraph), I did what I said I wouldn’t do until my paper was written and checked blogs. In reading this, I realized why I’m so stressed today: first thing this morning I opted for a shower instead of doing my devotion. It’s gotten lost in the brouhaha of life. Oops. Thanks for the reminder to slow down! I’m going to go walk to dinner today. And I’m not going to be winded when I get there because I ran instead of walked…
Katie
Caroline, I know now why God had me marry into your family… so I could learn from you! That whole rushing thing… when you’re in college it’s so easy to fall into the habit of rushing around, doing a million things each day, and taking on a world’s worth of responsibilities… because in your mind, you know that time passes quickly, and your college years are finite. Knowing there’s an end in sight gives you this perception that you’re just doing this for a limited time and it will all magically change when some old guy hands you a diploma. You keep a mental count of exactly how many more days you’ll have to wake up at 5 and hit the ground running, and that gets you through. And then you wake up, and you realize you’ve been out of school long enough that you can’t even find that diploma anymore, and the setting has changed, and the tasks have changed, but the M.O. is still the same. You’re still living on caffeine and sleeping pills and pulling your hair out in between. Only now there’s no end in sight. No graduation to look forward to. And suddenly 26 seems very young, and life seems very, very long. And you know something has got to change… because you can’t just keep praying for the rapture… I’m pretty sure God isn’t going to plan His second coming just because I’m too stressed to go on.
Anyway, I’m glad you figured it out now. I’m also trying to figure out the “how to say no” thing. I will have to look into this book. (My mind is saying, “When will you have time to READ it???”)
Come down the road and visit your cousins sometime.
Bethany