One Overwhelmed Woman

First of all, I have to share this link because I love it so much... Courtney Snailum  A few years back, almost three I guess, I did a Proverbs 31 study.  That is a woman that no one will ever be.  Supermom on crack.  Courtney does such a good job of lightheartedly rephrasing that scripture to fit the "average" mom. 
But the real reason I am writing this morning is because I went to bed too late last night and got up too early for my liking but too late if I am going to finish everything on my to do list.  My children arose before me and fended for their own breakfast (which made me think of Proverbs 32!).
I like to make lists.  I like to check off the things I have done.  Unfortunately, by the time I go back to my list again, the thing I have done and want to check off needs done again!
Today I am cleaning and packing and jamming and pickling and meal planning for my family for the week.  I am also (obviously) blogging and Facebooking and maybe shopping on Amazon.
It's a busy day and both my list and my husband's list are each a full page long.  I just had my first hormonal, emotional cry two days ago because of feeling overwhelmed and stressed out.  It was a long time coming, and at the time I had convinced myself that I would skip the first night of our women's Bible Study and just stay home to catch up.  A good friend told me the next day that if that was the way I felt then bible study was the one place I needed to be.  So I went (somewhat grumpily).
My list hasn't gotten any shorter.  In fact, it is quite a bit longer... But in order to feel like I have accomplished something worthwhile today, and more importantly, to put God first... I think I will move bible study (and LOTS OF COFFEE) to the top of my list.

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