I haven't had time to write in the last week. I haven't had time for much of anything! I went through the entire day with my hair in a bed-head braid and never got around to fixing it until well into the evening when i finally paused in front of a mirror. My brain has felt almost as disheveled as my hair. The momentum of our impending departure for Asia is hurling me headlong through each day- and with everything I have to do before we go, that experience can be stressful. I have been trying to diligently take time to focus on the Lord and step back from the clutter of responsibilities to breathe; its not easy. But if i don't stay on track there, i can win every battle and lose the war. If I miss Christ in my busy-ness, I forfeit everything, and my busy-ness is for naught. For to Whom are my days? My breaths? My prayers? My labors? And if not in, to, through, and for the Lord- than what? This is where i find perspective. Perspective that holds off the weight of the momentum, and honors God by setting the striving of stress aside. Easy? No. Vital? Yes.
John 15.
In the midst of it all, I have to say: i love my life. There is always grace for what i am given. (But granted, not always a lot of time to update my blog:)
