My visual view for my Quiet Time changed this week. And next week will change again when Russell takes down Tom and puts up lights around the back deck.
I wish I could say that my internal view hasn’t been changed.
But it has.
I have a really hard time being still. And my ability to be still ebbs and flows, not only during my actual quiet time but for weeks on end.
I know I’m not alone.
Right now I’m really struggling with trying to get my stillness back. This is a frantic time of year. A time of year not conducive to stillness. Which cracks me up since it is the time of year we focus on Thankfulness and Advent…the coming of our Savior.
Not only that but right now I’m in the midst of a huge sense of being overwhelmed. I’m weeks behind on my bible study on the book of Hebrews; I’ve joined a fitness center and if I don’t work out in the morning, it just won’t happen; I’m trying to go through the last of the boxes in our basement and get rid of stuff because Shawn, our oldest, graduates from Longwood next month and will be moving back home and bringing home his stuff; I’m Christmas shopping and plotting and planning and baking.
In a word…Life.
When the kids were younger, Russell and I were pulled in three different directions and we coached and volunteered and taught Sunday school and…and…and. Now that, really, we just have one child that we need to chase after, and he drives, one would think we would have tons of free time to sit and do nothing and to be quiet. Or, pick up a ton of other things to volunteer for and do.
Not true. At least not for us. I feel more overwhelmed than ever and I’m looking to let things go. Has my brain and body just gotten worn out? Maybe a bit. My priorities have certainly changed.
I am craving the quiet…the stillness. Beginning tomorrow, I’m going to get my stillness back. Word.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
Love you guys. Chat soon.
P.S. Here’s my Wild Boy at the Baylor v. Kansas game last night. We picked a great weekend to send him down to visit friends and visit Baylor. I know he has had a blast. Can’t wait to see him tonight when he comes home.