Sometimes, I forget.

As most of you already know, I have recently acquired a job position at a firm downtown. In reading my previous posts, you can gather that the trek to the job is long! (2 miles round trip). I don't usually make it home until 6pm. This morning, as I was getting ready, I thought about my train ride to Union Station. And surprisingly, I actually had a warm, fuzzy feeling. While most people dread actually GOING to work, I enjoy my 25 minute ride to the city.

I usually find myself engrossed in my latest novel, reading over the daily newspaper, or looking at a daily devotional and just spending time with God. The twenty-five minute ride seems rather short! I spend most of the day at work, looking forward to this quiet, resting time. Jim's right - taking the Metra is one thousand times better than simply driving! through traffic no less.

Sometimes, I forget how easy it can be to take the simple things in life for granted. The colorful change of the leaves as a new season emerges. The wonderful smell of just baked cookies. My quiet time with God. Before writing this blog, I remembered that I forgot my daily devotional today! Hopefully, I'll have time to do it this afternoon. I'll make time. After all, sometimes, even I forget.