When we're too busy to pay attention.
That truly is how I feel most days. It's choice though, well for me. I choose to sleep until 7:00 and then I have to hit the floor running. I keep running all day. Loads of laundry everywhere, meal planning, dishes piled, floors that need swept or vacuumed. UGH, the to-do list is just too much. The garden quickly turned back into a grass patch and we finally just mowed it off. Keeping up with the things children have going on is just interesting and I really only have one that is old enough to be actively involved in multiple things.
I really need to better prioritize my days. I need to find time to better focus on where God is directing me. To listen to His voice and feel His calming love surround me. I'm sad because I'm worried about a friend and have no idea how to talk to her about it. I'm praying repeatedly to just take the worries upon my heart and let Him handle them but I still worry. It's human. I know He has great plans and that everything will work out exactly as it should but again, I'm a weak human that gets lost in my own thoughts.
Oh how good it feels to be here. Threadbare and worn out, that's for sure. Though I wouldn't want it any other way, of this I am sure. Off to lather myself with some Joy essential oil and set into motion.
God is good, so very good, of this I am sure.