Drill's Promise of a Feast

This last weekend of drill blessed me...strange but true. I met some people who inspired me and refueled  my hope and hunger to see and experience the world. When I was born, God said (hypothetically speaking), "Hey there daughter. Welcome to Earth. It's a sponge and I expect for you to wring it dry." 

It's like this: Mom slaves over a HUGE bountiful Thanksgiving/Christmas/Easter dinner (all holiday dinners combined as one big ol' feast) and then you say to her, "Gee, Mom this is really swell, but I think I'm just gonna go order from the Dollar Menu at Mickey D's." Yep, that's us and God. He's "slaved" over (not really, because that is a very carnal depiction of God) but He put His ALL -time and love-into 6 days of continuous and beautiful creation, and He puts the same into developing our lifespan of more than enough blessings and opportunities than we can wrap our heads around, and still we remain standing still as if we can't walk. There are many cures for this "lameness":

• open your mind
• travel
• try new foods
• talk to strangers
• be spontaneous 
• explore other cultures
• create something
• start with your community
• people watch
• talk to God DAILY, ALL DAY...about everything.
• Listen to Him even more.
• Read a book, for crying out loud!
• Listen to Talk Radio.
• Turn UP the radio to some NEW music (new genres) 
• Turn OFF the radio, for days at a time
• Use your talents for something other than yourself
• Lend yourself to be used (like in this video or better yet, this one)

Briefly, back to drill.  People are a buffet...and I got a large span of variety. This only whet my appetite even more to put my hands and feet to work in more places than just my back yard.

What are some of your "cures" for standing still? How do you "wring out life's sponge?"