Belshazzar Belshazzar

Not really sure what I’m writing about today, other than I Corinthians 14 and Belshazzar keep crossing my path this week.

Belshazzar. Say it five times fast.

Belshazzar, Belshazzar …

Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice …

Welcome to my scattered mind. Like usual, my to do list is larger than the time available. I’m packing for one trip (or should be) while planning the next two. Trying to do the essential while leaving the optional for later.

All while optimizing efficiency, of course.

Self-care is essential.

Cashing in my rewards discount for someone else to do it is efficient.

Leaving the music on shuffle and listening to Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story while I write isn’t particularly efficient. But hey, let’s listen to it again.

Now about I Corinthians 14. Not a controversial or challenging passage or anything. It’s that chapter about speaking in tongues. The Message translation does a good job of making the actual point in modern language, though.

Go after a life of love as if your life depended on it because it does. ~ 1 Corinthians 14:1 (MSG) Share on X

So there’s that.

WordPress hates me and my iPhone camera. I wish I had time to troubleshoot.

Belshazzar was the Party King of Babylon. He famously saw the Hand Writing on the Wall – interestingly in Aramaic – after which he dropped dead.

So there’s that.

In more breaking news from today’s shuffle soundtrack … A Little More You, which I have declared the theme song of adjusting the worship team monitor mixes during soundcheck. It’s a secular song. Remain calm. If no one has ever broken out in Tom Petty or referenced AC/DC during your rehearsal, are you even trying?

We interrupt this post for Jenn to move from a wifi network that is soooooo sllllloooooowwww iiiiitttttt’ssssss cruuuuuuushing alllllllll her hopes and dreams for efficiency and clean laundry today.

Okay, that’s better. Reservations for trip number three updated, video link for that last paragraph screened (the background color matches my pretty pretty pink post-selfcare toes, by the way), and … iced coffee acquired.

Until next time, go read some Corinthians and Belshazzar, I guess? And keep looking up.

Crosses in the sky … or does it say “Surrender Dorothy” in there somewhere?

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