walking in the winter with no pants

i wouldn't say my mind is exceptionally bright.
i also wouldn't say it's exceptionally dim.
but man, is it ever susceptible to overload. these days are bitterly busy for me, and my whole life i've never relied on decent organizational skills, just pure, unadulterated personal memory storage. it's brought me this far in life, however far that is, but i have surpassed other contemporaries who rely on other organizational techniques. now, though, life has caught up with my memory and random things i should remember begin to ooze out of my mind. it's been little stuff, forgetting details, what time it is at present, taking out the laundry, eating supper, and the sort. i'm just waiting until i start walking outside without my pants.

i have to say i haven't been the most diligent in seeking God on the matter. you know, the one who restores the heart, soul, and mind? that would probably be a good source of memory-leakage prevention. i think in God's good wisdom, he'd help me remember to keep my pants on. in all seriousness, i do sense deception creeping in, for as the busyness sets in, it becomes completely logical to avoid extra work, such as prayer gatherings, bible reading, and the sort. probably the very memory-leakage prevention i need.

teaching my elementary school religion class the other day, i was talking about the need for prayer in the storms of life (we pretended we were pirates on a ship, talking about paul's crazy ship storm story in acts...super fun). but simple pirate lessons for kids soon become huge lessons for stubborn adults like me (maybe because i'm a pirate kid at heart). but i can't help but think that as the storm of insanity whirls around me, i must be the one to rely on prayer...rely on my Father in heaven who will meet me where i'm at. probably restore my mind as well (and keep my pants on). no need to worry.