This week the song of my life…It has been a gasping. A sound like drowning. This, trying to keep my head above water. This, “I can’t breathe.” It’s all too much.
For two weeks actually. Husband working crazy hours. One car. Busy work. Took on one too many projects. Trying to eat healthy, live intentionally, be in community. Learning all over again that I can’t do it all. And I just want to breathe.
Remembering that I need more margin than most. That I need rest. Quiet. Peace. Stillness. Just trying to get through the next 36 hours for …
Bliss. Sabbath. Renewal. Warm cup of coffee on Sunday morning couch. Lazy blog reading. Basset Hound snuggling. Longing for the song of my life to once again be…
Jesus first. To worship Him with my time and not with filling it. Not bringing busyness to His altar but bringing me. Finding Him first in the morning and letting His time table shape my day. Here’s to living a life of breathing. A song that's without gasping as its melody. Here’s to feeling fully alive.
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