And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the flowers of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? ((matthew 6:28-30))
I feel like as soon as I found my new normal, it changed again. I'm pretty sure someone told me that's a common theme in motherhood.
I have a lot on my plate, much of which I've added without thought...forgetting that life isn't as calm as it used to be. I keep finding myself asking, "How did you think you would have time or energy for this, Kim?" But I power through in my own effort and not relying on God for strength patience, and energy. That's never a good idea, just in case you're wondering.
I find myself worrying about stupid things and then am reminded gently by the Lord that I have nothing to worry about. Somehow I forget that far too often.
Free time is scarce and usually filled with "wife duties." Somehow dishes pile up, laundry remains in a pile to be folded, and meals need to be planned. Groceries need to be purchased for said meals. All of a sudden everything in my controlled life is turned upside down and out of control. That's when I need God the most, yet forget that I can't do it on my own. I'm not in control, no matter how hard I try to be.
No complaints here. Promise. & apologies for the rambling. Kind of. I'm just adjusting ((again)) and s l o w l y figuring out what life is supposed to look like. Thanks for the grace while I do so. :)