For those of us who are forgetting life.
A few months ago I wrote a blog that asked, “Are you Frantic?”
I’m asking myself the same question this summer. Wouldn’t it be nice if these lessons we learned would just stay learned? Thank God for grace that helps us out of the same slippery pit of mud, over and over.
I’m sure you know what I mean, though, about being frantic. Raising a family only increases responsibility and my dreams seem to slip further and further away. Never mind I’ve had a few great writing sessions recently. I still wish I had the time and discipline to write for hours every day. Isn’t that what real writers do? Ha. (Remembering that my friend Bethany Turner sometimes goes weeks without writing a word makes me feel better.)
But now Anika is teething and has a cough and we’re leaving for another choir tour today. There are so many things I want to be doing. But…I can’t.
And that is okay. I have to write those words to make them real in my heart. I can let go of those wants and have tos and just live my life. Be here for the people who need me. Chase dreams, but let them go when God shows me something else. Be hopeful, like a child, knowing that whatever He has, it’s going to be good. Better. The best.
I can remember to just live.
It feels so good to take a deep breath. Would you like to take one with me? What do you need to release so you can remember to live?