Among many things, I am a big thinker. I can't help it. Yes, I can be focused enough to do regular tasks, but I have often caught myself drifting into the realm of Introspection. I propose that there are many tiers of thinking. At on tier, we may find ourselves daydreaming arbitrarily, without any reason or rhyme. Whether this thinking serves a concrete purpose or not may be a mystery. It may be that some seemingly frivolous fragments of free thought crystallize into a particle of significance. On the other hand, they may reside in the short term, like recollections of a dream when we awaken, only to dissolve over time.
At another tier, we may force ourselves to think, perhaps as a mechanism to preoccupy us from taking action. We may unconsciously replicate the famous statue of the man who, deep in thought, does nothing. Or, perhaps we struggle to "think" so that we can feel intellectual or adequate, while grappling with the internal suspicion that we may be neither.
In another dimension of thought, we may find ourselves in a frantic dash, racing against our own forgetfulness and regression, only to find that we can barely piece together what was left of our day --a residue of thoughts that we feel compelled to blend together like forensic scientists-- especially in those cases where we struggle to answer questions like "How was your day?"
Still, another tier of thought is deliberate, thoughtful Introspection. It is, perhaps, one of the most mysterious, miraculous types of thinking there is. Consequently, this is where I am now. I think about my priorities, agenda, strengths, failures, goals, motives, and process. As awesome as Thinking can be at times, I find myself repenting when I determine where God is at the time. When I contemplate my strategies and navigate my TO DO list, I eventually discover that the Lord has not gotten the first fruits of my mind. Sometimes, after I have made ‘sense’ of the senseless, illogical, and disorganized to the measure that I can humbly congratulate myself on a job well done, that still small voice notifies me that I had given GOD the leftovers (i.e. a small God-ward acknowledgement after a difficult decision, a succinct, timed prayer before sleep).
My introspection cannot be complete until I rectify this dilemma. I am reminded that I must submit all of my faculties to my Creator, and seek His glory first, in all that I do. The Spirit clearly reminds me “If you handle MY business, I’ll handle yours.” Thus I am compelled to think on those true, honest, pure, lovely, and virtuous things first! That way, my mind is free enough to focus on worship, praise, and simply being in His care.