Love is a gift

I've sat down at least a dozen times to write in the last five months and something has always stopped me.  At times, it was my own bad attitude and I didn't want a post of whining and complaining.  A few times I have opened the computer and honestly felt like I had nothing to say, so I closed it again.  But now, as I dust powdered sugar from they keyboard, there's a new peace in my heart, and a desire to just write.

I won't relive in detail, the internal struggles I have faced over the last several months, but I will share that God is so good.  I had to hit my knees in exhaustion to finally surrender.  I will say that the tides of change are coming and I am filled with hopeful anticipation about the future.  I am returning to the things that I love.  I'm spending more time with my kids, making memories, and just being with them instead of around them.  I'm going to write.  A friend once told me that if the Lord made you LOVE something, then it's a gift.  I love to write, so I need to cherish the gift He gave me.  It won't be everyday.  It may not be every week.  But it won't be 5 months inbetween.

I have a sign in my house that says "simplify." I'm going to do just that.  I have stepped down from my roles in ministry and I am going to focus on the ministry of raising my girls and keeping a happy Christ-centered home.  Afterall, with kids in the house, the days may be long, but the years are short. I think that's how the saying goes.

Someday I'll tell you about the wonderful family vacation we took in August.  But for now, here's a sweet picture of my blessings.