With sincere apologies, I am sorry to be so late in typing today’s post.
This has been one of those weeks where no matter how much I get done, there’s still more to do. You know what I’m talking about?
I have overcommitted myself with volunteer work. And blogging promises to myself. And exercise promises. And lunches with friends. And planning new events. And chores. And running here and there. And motherhood. And wifedom. And such.
It’s been exhausting.
But I don’t want to complain because it’s also been wonderful, all at the same time. For instance, I am working on some posts for next week already, and have successfully left Monday’s calendar slots BLANK to make sure you all don’t get ignored.
Or lost in the hustle and bustle of it all.
After all, I know I said on Wednesday that I’d show you around here on the new blog design, but now the thrill of it is gone for me. This is home. I think you can find your own way just fine. Feel free to sit back, click on things that interest you, and if you’re looking for a challenge, try to hunt out my typos and mistakes…it probably won’t take long for you to strike gold.
Speaking of gold, let me share with you a treasure I found this week.
It is one of those books that has changed my life. You know what I mean? It has in it the kind of words that veered me slightly from the course I was on, back to the course of my destiny. It asks many great and wonderful questions. It bravely shares many challenging and deeply thought-provoking sentiments. It took me to the wilderness (from which I’d just returned), and it framed it for me in a new light.
I think my favorite thought of all from it was this: “At the core of me is God.”
Think on that for the weekend.
Or for the rest of your life.
You let me know what you decide.