Tonight's December Devotion is a bit like a more traditional devotional, where you read a piece of scripture or religious writing daily. For this, I stood in front of my bookshelf for a minute and looked at spines, then picked out one of my favorites, "The Tao of Pooh." I opened to a random page and read. Here is what I read (it is fitting, I think):
"Ouch!" said Pooh, landing on the floor.
"That's what happens when you go to sleep on the edge of the writing table," I said. "You fall off."
"Just as well," said Pooh.
"Why's that?" I asked.
"I was having an awful dream," he said.
"Oh?"
"Yes. I'd found a jar of honey...," he said, rubbing his eyes.
"What's awful about that?" I asked.
"It kept moving," said Pooh. "They're not supposed to do that. They're supposed to sit still."
"Yes, I know."
"But whenever I reached for it, this jar of honey would sort of go someplace else."
"A nightmare," I said.
"Lots of people have dreams like that," I added reassuringly.
"Oh," said Pooh. "About Unreachable jars of honey?"
"About the same sort of thing," I said. "That's not unusual. The odd thing, though, is that some people live like that."
"Why?" asked Pooh.
"I don't know," I said. "I suppose because it gives them Something To Do."
"It doesn't sound like much fun to me," said Pooh.
--The Tao of Pooh, by Benjamin Hoff.