Racing to camp for the kids. Preparing curriculum for next year. Helping to plan a wedding. Planning a major life event. Moving family out of state. One thing right after the other. Good things. All good things.
And yet, I’m overwhelmed. Feels like it’s coming to fast. No time to breathe. Can’t get it all done. Feels like I’m barely hanging on.
And then I realize why. I’m trying to do it all in my own power. Not resting in the peace and power of God.
I was busy. Who isn’t, you’re probably saying? But I was the type of busy that it truly took too much time and energy to consider taking a rest. Between working a job, freelance work, homeschooling my kids, volunteer work, and being a wife and mother, I was stretched way too thin. And signs of wear were starting to show. I felt in a constant state of stress. I was barely sleeping at night, and snapping at my family during the day. There just weren’t enough hours to get everything done. I was sinking. Fast.
I feel like a lot of my posts are about decisions. It seems like life is decision, after decision, after decision! Some are small – what to eat for breakfast, what to wear today, makeup or no makeup. Then there are slightly more weighty decisions … what school curriculum to use, what activities to involve the kids in, do I schedule that meeting this week or next. Important decisions, yes, life or death, no. My problem is, I make some of the important decisions, out to be life or death. Do you ever catch yourself doing that? I hate it because I get stressed out about something that will work out just fine in the end. I’m not diminishing the value of moving in God’s timing or doing things when they need to be done. But sometimes, it just ain’t that serious. Let this encourage those of you who can be a bit like me. Breathe, relax, take a step back. It will all work out.