Work. Prayer. As with all of life, it is a rhythm: tension, release; tension, release. Work, discipline, obedience; pull the bow string taut, and then let go. But it must be done daily.
We’ve visited Hawaii & family in the East which equals 4 plane trips. We have enjoyed Daddy’s week off, 2 separate family visits and swim
camp. And now summer is fading.
I am finishing up a few reads before I begin hitting the books designated for my 9 week yoga course.
And the quote above, draws a mental image on what these next few months hold.
I am eager to begin these new adventures. Homeschooling at least 2 kids, taking a 15 hour per week yoga certification course, volunteering at a women’s shelter, learning a foreign language, planning and packing up for the future travels, saying goodbye to friends here and maintaining some sanity in the midst.
It’s a given. I’ll make some mistakes.
And as God created my body to work 6 days and rest 1 day, so I long and relish the ebb & flow of work.
In the past few months, I have clearly noticed my reliance and time spent with God directly affects my outlook and passion for my duties.
And so I pray for discipline in my devotion to Christ, to steadfastness during life’s trials, to living out the only Hope and laughing during this period of time.