I wake up and study the list on my wall. Exactly one week ago, I started this new list. The previous list is now in the bin. I look at it for a few moments before spotting two things I can now cross off. This list is harder than the last one. I've put tasks on there I could not possibly dream of finishing in a hurry. In Hindsight, I am glad I did, because, like the previous list, the tasks are being crossed off. The last few weeks have been a minor miracle in themselves– the amount of stuff I have seen. People have started opening up to me in a big way, and Bradford campus is now ripe for a harvest. The students did a phenomenal job, during mission week. I've seen people who were previously unresponsive to the gospel suddenly open their ears and listen. I now have stronger links with the Muslims on the university campus. The only downside is that by Monday of last week, I was on the verge of burning out completely. The greatest problem I have is that I am a perfectionist. Being a perfectionist tends to mean I am incredibly busy. Last Sunday night after work, which finished at 2am, I chatted to a lad till about six in the morning.
This will be my first consecutive Friday and Saturday night off since before Christmas. Sounds crazy, right? What's even crazier is, though we have the church weekend away, there is a part of me that would rather be working. I am undoubtedly a workaholic. With regards to the short story, now called "Out of the Darkness." It should be up on kindle within the next week or so. As with everything that I have written before, it has been read, by at least several different people, all of whom, found it to be gripping, and spine chilling. It is currently with an editor, and a dear friend of mine called Calab. His website is www.englishchecking.com.
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