I have been running faster than I have strength since school started. It is by no small miracle that I am able to dress and feed myself without breaking down in tears. Before any of you get to worried or pity me, I tell you I am actually running faster than I have strength and my Jesus sustains me.
I have spent many hours worrying and trying to discern which activities I should cut from my life, but I keep getting the impression that I need to focus on the task at hand and endure. I know that there will be some definite adjustments in the future but for now I worry about today. After all, doesn't the Lord tell us that there are worries enough for today without adding the stress of tomorrow.
I am grateful to be sustained by a wonderful family, but more importantly, I am carried by my Redeemer who seems to think that my best is good enough.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
No Christmas Music
I haven't listened to much Christmas music at my house this season. I have tried to figure out why this is so and I have identified a few explanations:
1. I am not home very much.
2. When I am home (like now) I cannot escape two pianos and one flute being played.
3. When I am in my car I am either talking to passengers or enjoying the few minutes of silence it provides.
The Christmas music I HAVE heard has been from the Rochester Area Girls Choir rehearsals/concerts and the time I spend in the restroom at work. Let me explain. The office manager at school, God bless her, has placed a CD player in the staff ladies room. When nature calls, I head to the bathroom, sit down (I'm a girl after all), and listen to the lovely music playing. If I didn't have students waiting for me I would probably linger longer in the "music" room.
I have tried to fit more time in for my beautiful Christmas melodies to waft over me, but I think this year I will have to rely on my trips to the loo.
1. I am not home very much.
2. When I am home (like now) I cannot escape two pianos and one flute being played.
3. When I am in my car I am either talking to passengers or enjoying the few minutes of silence it provides.
The Christmas music I HAVE heard has been from the Rochester Area Girls Choir rehearsals/concerts and the time I spend in the restroom at work. Let me explain. The office manager at school, God bless her, has placed a CD player in the staff ladies room. When nature calls, I head to the bathroom, sit down (I'm a girl after all), and listen to the lovely music playing. If I didn't have students waiting for me I would probably linger longer in the "music" room.
I have tried to fit more time in for my beautiful Christmas melodies to waft over me, but I think this year I will have to rely on my trips to the loo.
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