I recently volunteered in our church nursery to help with an upcoming high attendance day. However, I warned the staffing coordinator that there was only one teeny-weeny little problem. I knew with absolute certainty that when the day arrived for me to show up and actually work in the nursery, it could be guaranteed that I will have forgotten.
This new mom smiled, and said, “Oh I understand. Isn’t that just awful when you know there’s something you’re supposed to be doing, and it just nags at you and nags at you ... and it takes forever for you to remember it?” I looked back at her with what I think was a pained expression and said, “Before I homeschooled, that was my experience too. What you just said? That was it! But now...it doesn’t even nag at me. It’s just gone!”
It’s not that my brain has become empty. On the contrary, it’s that it has become overwhelmingly full. And not full of lovely, high and lofty thoughts such as what powerful symbolism that oil painting is revealing to me....or just how many angels can dance...

