I ate way too much for dinner tonight.<\/p>\n
I had been sitting in front of the computer, procrastinating, not writing my first post for 25 DOP, when my phone rang with an offer to join a friend for dinner.\u00a0 Since I knew I was working against a deadline, and really should stay focused on getting my post done, I promptly decided to join him.\u00a0 Which is the way my brain works when I am up against a deadline.\u00a0 I make procrastination an art form.<\/p>\n
I digress.<\/p>\n
We went to a nice little Mexican place nearby, and I ordered my normal order.\u00a0 It arrived incredibly quickly, and I dug in with my typical fervor for delicious food.\u00a0 We sprinkled conversation over our meal, small things, work things, future plans, it was a fairly typical dinner conversation.\u00a0 It was about midway through that typical conversation that I realized I had made a mistake.\u00a0 A terrible, terrible mistake.<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t hungry.<\/p>\n
I had spent most of the time before dinner snacking on crackers and cookies.\u00a0 I had probably eaten my normal dinner quantity in random snack foods.\u00a0 I wasn\u2019t just not hungry.\u00a0 I was full.<\/p>\n
I digest.<\/p>\n
As I drove home in a surprising amount of stomach discomfort (I couldn\u2019t just leave that beautiful meal there to get cold!) I started to think about my life choices.\u00a0 I should have eaten less, or I should have waited for the invitation that I suspected would come.\u00a0 My friend and I talked about getting dinner together before I left work, I just couldn\u2019t wait to satisfy my hunger.\u00a0 So instead of waiting for the meal that I normally enjoy so much, I filled up with the garbage I didn\u2019t have to wait for.<\/p>\n
How many times do we fill our own lives with garbage instead of waiting for what we know we really want?\u00a0 How many times have I bought something that I knew was going to just be buried under a pile of clothes I don\u2019t wear?\u00a0 How many times do we eat, when we are already full?<\/p>\n
As I sit, typing, with an aching tummy, I find that being full has not brought me peace.\u00a0 In fact, it may be a while before my stomach feels peaceful again.\u00a0 As I sit, typing, with a full schedule and so many plans, do I find the peace that I so desperately long for?<\/p>\n
What if I spent the next 24 days focused not on getting my fill of peace, as though I were a bear preparing to hibernate through a long winter, but rather, making room to be filled?\u00a0 If I clean out parts of my life that are filled with junk, how much more satisfying will those moments of peace be? \u00a0What if I tried to share the things I don\u2019t need with those around me who are starving!\u00a0 How different would this world be if we all ate just enough, and shared the extra that fills our lives with unnecessary pain?<\/p>\n
Instead of racing to the next Christmas party, or speeding down the congested streets to buy that one last necktie for dad, what if we found a way to cherish the moments we have together.<\/p>\n
When you are hungry, even the smallest morsels of food are fulfilling, rewarding.\u00a0 When you are over-full, even the most exquisite foods can be a chore to eat.<\/p>\n
I want to be hungry for peace.<\/p>\n
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25 Days of Peace has returned again! \u00a0This year you can check out the action on Facebook<\/a>, or at 254peace.org<\/a>! \u00a0I can’t wait to hear from some of my favorite voices as they wrestle with peace, and what it means in their life during this Christmas season. \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\nDid you enjoy what you just read? Consider sharing it with your friends!<\/h3>