Lately, I've been busy. Not the typical busy, the "I'm going to explode if I don't get a second to be alone" kind of busy. The kids are all going four different directions, and then factor in work and a new project that I've been tackling (one that requires a lot of learning) and the normalities of home life (laundry, grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning). I've entered the house, left the house, re-entered the house, etc...but I've not been home for sometime. And because of that I've been short tempered, I've snapped at the kids, I've been excessively tired, I've been feeling sad...but I hadn't realized why until this morning. Sitting in my big chair, with the sun streaming in the window making my arm warm and the clock quietly ticking in the background, the aroma of coffee wafting in from the kitchen, I realized that I've not truly been home in quite some time. I've been here, but not been present. I have been missing home, looking for home but have been falling short of landing here...in the quietness of the moment, spending time with Him before I spend time with everyone else in my day. When my visits and time with Him are rushed and fit into the schedule, I find my day turns out the same. For in Him I find my rest and peace...He is my home. Without my home being made in Him, everything else will fall short.
3 comments:
Amen. Very well said. I hope things settle down a bit so you can 'be home' more often. ((((hugs))))
Isn't it amazing how much more calm our lives are when we bask in Him, His love. I'm thankful you have been able to "come home" recently. Wishing you a wonderful week, love you~
Yes, God should be first in your life...but you are probably missing some DONNA TIME as well. God knows this...he will provide soon!!
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Love this btw. I also love how you can redirect to other entries! :)
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