[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #9b9b9b;”] B [/dropcap] usy, busy, busy, there’s so much to do . . . this song from one of the boys’ toys has played in my head continually recently because it’s so accurate for our lives right now. I hate being so busy!! I feel like August has hit with a vengeance as I’m helping to cover a co-worker’s maternity leave, preparing for Ryde to start a new preschool, potty-training him (he is doing excellent now!!), preparing for a trip to the UK, and purging the house. I’m a tad bit tired.

Meanwhile, the hubby has been diligently working on a side project that he’s dreamed of for years, training for a new position at work, and being the constant that he always is as a good husband and dad, along with faithfully working his two side jobs. He is a bit beyond tired. More like exhausted.

And I keep saying to myself that this is just a season, just a season, and it is. Yet I think the Lord is also showing us that it’s time to make room for working more towards the advancement of His kingdom. And with our current schedules, that has been hard. So it’s time to start prayerfully considering how to change our lives. It’s both scary and exciting. Yet one benefit of being in the era of the mid-thirties is that we have so much more wisdom and experience than we did in our twenties. I know how to wade through the decision making process calmly and slowly now. I know how to evaluate what is priority, what is wisdom, and what is just distracting junk. I’m realizing the difference between things that are eternally important and things that are not. I’m also evaluating what will be good for our children in the long run. It’s good.

So this blog is a bit neglected in this season, and it probably will be until we return from our trip abroad. But that’s okay. There’s a time and a season for everything. 🙂 Hope you all are enjoying the last few weeks of summer. I’m kind of looking forward to cooler weather . . . and sweaters to cover my belly that seems to be never shrinking. That might be the biggest negative of the mid-thirties – weight loss is much more difficult. Big sigh . . .

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