Nothing to do

There's a right sort of nothing to do - when you have made the time in which to do, or not do whatever you like. There are lots of wrong sorts of nothing to do. Some are serious - such as being redundant or incapacitated. Mine is trivial (in reality), but sometimes the trivial is frustrating. On Monday, working at home my laptop was playing up - suddenly ceasing to do anything. No warning - just nothing. At home its annoying, but there are other computers and other, though less effective, ways to work. Today I returned from lunch to a black screen. I had a colleague check that my machine was off the network, and it was. I phoned the help desk and reported the problem. I dialled into the conference call, one of the numbers I remember. Then what? I'm used to helping others when this happens to them, not being the victim. What can I do? I must DO something! I found an old laptop, but couldn't get logged in - it was too old for our network. I must DO something.

The thought that I'm still being paid even if I can't work was strangely disturbing.

Eventually the Laptop started again.

Sitting here writing this I remember "Be still, and know that I am God;" and wonder if I should have remembered at work? Ps 46:10 goes on to say "I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth." Now that's a better reality. Can I swap now?

Tomorrow is our training session on "God and Evil". The preparatory notes have seriously strained my intellect, my powers of reasoning, and left me wondering what 'orthodox' might mean now. - more tomorrow, if I can unscramble it. Otherwise I'll have to fall back on the alternative reality.