I said I'd try to blog more and I think I'm just barely making my every two week promise. It's amazing how there is always something to do. I get really sick of always something to do and get done. I try to keep perspective and realize that it is more important to spend time with the Lord, or with my kids or on the phone with a student than to keep the house clean or do the laundry or check my email or take a shower! The list goes on. And every so often, like today, I start to have a break down from a pile up of frustration of the lack of control I have in my life. I put the kids down for a nap and they actually stay and then I get to break down before the Lord with all my hopelessness and inability to do everything or do anything right. And with all His gentleness and love, He reassures my that He is in control and that I don't have to get it all right and if I drop a few of the balls that I'm juggling, it's okay. It's when I start to do things on my own that I get overwhelmed and fail. He is continually calling me to more dependence on Him and into His rest. Who can resist? My productivity. My battle is between needing to be a Martha and wanting to be a Mary. That means I'm growing though. I used to love being the Martha. What's the balance? I may never learn it but meanwhile my kids get to school, soccer, and ballet on time with clean clothes on. And my house gets cleaned every once in a while when we're going to have company over. And I still get to pour out vision and speak life into the girls I minister to and plan a retreat for this weekend. And I still more than anything, get to get away with the Lord, waiting on Him, worshipping Him, covering my family in prayer, whether during the kids' breakfast, or "break/nap" time, or late at night. My heart feels more connected with Jesus than it ever has been before and that is all I desire.
Other than that.... Steve's been working on the long awaited, promised tree house. Stage one (the base and deck) is pretty much finished. Stage two (the actually house and railing and ladder) will probably come sometime next month.
After a long day of playing in the yard.
We are grateful for our fun family times. Cole's soccer season started back up this spring and after last year, it could only get better. It's amazing the difference between his demeanor a year ago and now. We left several practices last year because of his moodiness and breakdowns. This year, he is going for MVP of the league and is hilarious to watch.
We also get to play in the city volleyball league. Or first game was tonight and even though we were coming from a non-power, barely any rules church league, we did pretty good. My mom and dad were also asked to be on it after their stellar performances on our church league's team. Mom has to sit out for awhile due to an injured thumb. It's a blast though. Steve actually gets to hit the ball as hard as he wants/can.
So good night and God bless.
