Waiting.
That's what I feel like I am doing a lot lately. I keep looking at my calendar, waiting for something to be over, some event to happen, a commitment to end, one to begin. I'm doing a lot of waiting, and none of it patiently.
I keep hearing myself saying things like,"Oh. I will be so glad when (fill in the blank) is over. Life will be back to normal."
Life never gets back to normal. Life isn't normal. I keep taking on tasks and responsibilities (some good, some not-so-good) that just keep me busy.
I've been wondering why so many of the tasks that keep me "busy" are not really making me "effective." I keep running here and there from one responsibility to the next, marking off each day on the calendar and not even knowing what day it is.
Let's face it. A chicken running around with her head cut off really has no sense of direction.
So, I'm praying. I'm waiting, with a little more patience every day. I still am not certain of the direction God wants me to take, but now I at least feel like I have a compass.
And you know what? He never steers you wrong.
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Amen to all of it -- but especially that last line.
I know exactly what you mean. It never seems to get easier. I keep thinking that one of these days I'll have time to breathe -- and read something!!!
True, true. Life rarely slows down for the asking. A Compass sure helps. Great post. annie
Oh yes. I sure know what you mean. There was a year in my life where it was so busy that I just finally had to say stop. I actually did nothing for 6 months or so (which was totally out of character for me). It was wonderful. Funny how much better I finally heard from the Lord when I quit running around 24/7.
I said no to two opportunities to serve this week at church, and they looked at me like my head was on backwards. Oh well.
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