Being “in the zone” is a satisfying, but rare, experience. Today I was in the zone. Everything I did or said was either fun, successful, encouraging, or entertaining — in addition to having meaning and substance. The visitors with whom I interacted were sharp and thoughtful, whether out at Delicate Arch Viewpoint (geology talk) or in the Vis Ctr. Hazel, age 3, was my all-time favorite visitor as she animatedly told me about Sealy, her pet seal. The heat did not bother me today, as it was two hours earlier and a few degrees cooler. I had energy and enthusiasm that entertained even my co-workers at the desk. I had visitors come in late in the day and find me in the VC just so they could tell me how thrilled they were with my geology talk earlier in the field. That MUST mean that I am settling in and finding my sea legs and becoming comfortable enough and familiar enough with the tasks at hand that it is flowing more naturally, without stumbling or straining.
I am keenly aware that it is the grace of God which enables me, empowers me, strengthens me, equips me. I give him the pieces — he creates a pleasing whole. That is just such a God thing, isn’t it?
