There's that moment in a race when you're about to get lapped and you look in the rearview mirror and see the other driver coming up on you. With a bit of creative delusion and the power of positive thinking you can, at that moment, pretend that you're actually ahead of the other guy.
After a string of LB Saturdays and LB Mondays and what threatens, this week, to turn into a Left Behind Wednesday, I'm thinking that a bit of that sort of creative delusion might be useful here. That way instead of being unforgivably late with last week's installment, I'd have a nice head-start on getting this week's posted on time.
That might also provide a bit of breathing room to allow for things like taking that doctoral dissertation I seem to be writing on Rick Warren and Rich Cizik and breaking it into manageable pieces that I might actually, you know, post, and perhaps even post about some other things occasionally as well as if this were an actual blog or something.(If you're still in school, by the way, this approach is often good advice there. When the professor is assigning chapters 17 and 18 to be read before the next class and you're still somewhere back around Chapter 6, it's admirable to resolve that this is the week you're going to plow through the book and read all the way through and catch up in one great, grand orgy of studiousness, but if you're at all like me then the cumulative weight of all that reading may make the chances of that actually happening fairly slim. You're better off going home and reading the current assignment and then, as time allows, going back and catching up on the stuff you've skipped over later. That's not quite what I'll be doing here, since I won't actually be skipping the next section of Left Behind in order to catch up this week, but you get the idea.)
Anyway, sorry and thanks, etc.