It's early, grey and a bit depressing after a weekend full of bright, blinding sun, but the birds are singing such that I think they're trying to change the mood out there.
I am thinking:
that it is quite a curious thing when one leaves for church all full of tears and frustration and regret because PARENTING and then blessedly finds that the sermon happens to be titled, "The Child Grew and Became Strong" and focuses on what else? Parenting. That curious thing? A God who meets us where we are every single time.
I am thankful:
that although Virginia will get some rain this week, it appears that my Texas is set for a dry week. So thankful. Enough already. I also am thinking I need this shirt. God Bless you, Texas.
In the kitchen:
coffee. That is all.
I am wearing:
Texas Longhorn running shorts, black tank, running shoes. Looking to take off as soon as the little man is off to school.
I am listening to:
only the white noise of the shower running upstairs. The birds have suddenly taken a break.
I am going:
back to Children's National clinic this week to visit with some staff there to plan some fun activities for pediatric cancer patients being treated there in the coming months.
I am reading:
I finished Nobody's Cuter than You by Melanie Shankle and just started The Husband's Secret by Liane Moriarty
I am hoping:
to get everything done this week without doing the superfreak. The list of things I want to happen around here before school gets out is long.
I am looking forward to:
going to see Glennon Melton of Momastery speak on Wednesday night.
I am learning:
". . . against all odds, there is a solution. There really absolutely is. And that it's not out there--it's not in circumstance. Circumstances do not need to change to feel peace again or even happiness. It's not in amassing or achieving. I so hate this. As Lily Tomlin said, the problem with winning at the rat race is that you're still a rat. The solution is in knowing the truth. The solution is always spiritual, and it almost never has anything to do with the problem." - Anne Lamott (She is a genius.)
I am praying:
for a million things which most often lately, I throw up to God when I'm running or showering or driving or puttering around getting everything done, because "Hey, God, you already know what's on my heart, right? You know that this friend needs your peace, that friend needs your courage, this child needs your discipline, that marriage needs your healing and oh.my.word. how I hope you know that I need just about everything and the kitchen sink because of that little voice in the back of my head that keeps saying, YOU ARE DOING IT WRONG. ALL OF IT.
I am pondering:
the idea that perhaps what I am doing wrong is praying wrong. I absolutely believe that it is important to have an ongoing, all day conversation with God - to know that He is with us in the car, in the Starbucks line, in the conference room - always available, always listening. But I do think that there are times that I need to take time to pray intentionally in quiet, reverent stillness. His voice is being crowded out. Just like I tell my children to put down the devices and LOOK AT ME. I know God is saying the same thing to me.
On my Ipod:
Touch the Sky by Hillsong United
I am wondering:
about exfoliants. exfoliators? Whatever. I had a facial last week and I was shocked and pleased that the facialist didn't try to sell me any crazy expensive products containing sheep placenta or eye of newt or gold dust, but she ask me how often I exfoliated to which I replied, "Um. Oh, you know, a few times a day? week? month?. I don't know. Never?" So, friends, tell me. What do you use to exfoliate? That seems a personal and awkward and perhaps creepy question, but I'm wondering so, if you please, could you leave a comment with the name of it?
A quote for today:
"What fortune lies beyond the stars. Those dazzling heights to vast to climb. I got so high to fall so far. But I found heaven is love swept low. I touch the sky when my knees hit the ground." - Hillsong United
A verse for today:
"Be still and know that I am God." - Psalm 46:10
One of my favorite things:
A coach and his catcher.
A few plans for the week:
baseball, golf, doctor appointments, Glennon(!), a mad amount of house clutter clearing and my man's birthday
Have a great week, friends!!!
Daybook idea from www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com
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