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Thankful Thursday: Scheduled Publishing (kind of).

As this is about the 3rd or 4th time I've been late to write about things I'm thankful for on Thursdays, I'm getting very tired of it.  That is, being late.  This isn't the only thing I've been late to: I'm late to a lot of things and I don't like that. 
As much as this just seems so cold and stiff and robot-ish, I'm going to start writing Thankful Thursday Posts beforehand, just in case I don't have time to write on that Thursday, and schedule them to automatically post on the next thursday.  I'll try to live-write as much as I can but sometimes, in order to stick to your word, you've got to skip out on the "natural" or "organic" order of things.
(Example: I wrote this post like 2 weeks ago.  It's just different to know it isn't fresh and raw and coming from my heart at this very moment. At least I think so.)

I want to talk about that a little bit because it's kind of a debate going on in my mind right now.
How do you walk out on a deep and important conversation because of the lateness of the hour?  How do you show someone you care by not rushing away from time with them but also show someone else you care by being on time to an appointment you have with them?
How do I write an on-time Thankful Thursday post when there's life going on around me the whole day on Thursday?  I basically have 3 options:
1. Stop commiting to write Thankful Thursday posts altogether. (a little durastic)
2. Blow off the timeline I've set for myself and just write them at some point. (Seems a little dumb to have "Thursday" in the name and then post them any old day of the week).
4. Change it to just "Thankful".  (But then what's holding me to writing at least once a week on the subject?)
3. Write them ahead of time and Schedule them to be posted on Thursday.

As much as I don't really like the idea of something automated actually doing the final posting rather than me (something just seems a little bit inanimate and disconnected about it), there are worse things.  Besides, as long as I actually make myself get to it on Thursdays, I will be doing it myself.

So, today, I'm a little bit begrudingly thankful for those things; the not-so-organic things that help me be a woman of my word.
I'm thankful for the recent inspiration to be a more reliable and trustworthy person (maybe more on that in another post).
And I'm thankful for a God who will help me to be a woman of my word as He is a God of His.

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