Let Go Of The Gas

August 23rd,

  I remember some number of years ago opening my father's comic book collection one of which was a compilation of the real old Dilbert comic strips.  I laughed at the characters but particularly at this one where Dilbert is profusely complaining about his work week and lustfully dreaming of the weekend to come. I thought this was quite comical (get it, "comical" it's a comic..... it's like the two wor....never mind) seeing as I simply didn't take the weekends off, no sir, the weekends were when the work really picked up.  I became quite use to this ungodly routine (and yes I mean ungodly as in it is wrong to deprive yourself of rest.) to the point that I became incapable of living by anything else.  The way CAP orchestrates their schedules however has given me a breath of fresh air along with my weekends  that I scarcely know how to breathe in. You see as a boy I wanted free time, free time to build this and hide that and who knows what naive conundrums funneled through that peculiar head of mine. I then became "responsible" so to speak and simply worked all day, every day. And that is not exaggerating in the least.  You see where I went wrong was not that I didn't work, oh I worked; it's that I had conceived the idea that somehow all my working in and of itself was going to get me somewhere.  Well it didn't.  As the years progressed and I now look back I can easily say this very knowledgeably; We need rest from our work, we are told by our god to take weekly rest, and lastly, all our labor and all our toils are for nothing if God is not blessing them. And I promise you God is never as pleased in you as when you are pleased in Him. So take the time you need to get your strength back, weather that's one weekend at the beach or a year in Eastern Kentucky, do what you have too to amply serve your king and enjoy your life, I am.