I didn't get the coffee ready before I went to bed.  I had a hard time falling asleep. I was waiting for Clarissa to come home.  And then I was restless.  I woke to rain; and to a range of negative emotions.  Searing loss. A laundry list of tasks to complete.  Unsettled.  The mundane. Yet isn't it only mundane if I choose? The darkness descends.  The enemy is subtle in his ways.  He seeks to discourage and confuse.  To remind us of our weaknesses.  Our tasks are offerings.  Gifts.  When the mundane creeps in we need to ... View Post