Written the week before Christmas…..

Oh how I’ve wanted to write. It helps me process and think things through. Lately we have been so busy. Each day a race to see how many activities can fit into the 24 hour span. Tasks are left half done…dishes to put away, others…dirty fill the sink, mounds of clean towels to fold, trash to empty. Everywhere I look there is a project that needs to be completed. We rise early and then go, go, go, until after dark when we finally see the end to our day and then fall asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow.

I don’t like living life like this. I much prefer to saunter through my days. And tonight although it is late I just needed a moment to sit in the quiet before going to sleep. How I cherish these still moments…calm moments. Without them I am tense and scattered. I pause…and almost fall asleep mid sentence, (my clue that I should call it a night). And I’m dreading another day of being caught up in the whirlwind that so easy encompasses us.

3 thoughts on “Whirlwind

  1. Betty Garnett says:

    I can relate to that…could have related in my working days. And you said it so well…described it to a “T” (what does that mean, really?). I enjoyed reading the details of life that bog us down. Not because they are so wonderful but because they are common to most all of us. I wonder if we all need a course in time management? I did that one time and I think I need to write about that…how it worked out, the consequences, both negative and positive. I think I will do just that! Love you Kina!

  2. Angela says:

    Boy, can I ever relate! Brad said just this morning, “Life is short . . . and meaningless . . . unless you are doing something for someone else.” May God bless your family in 2014 as you continue to minister to others!

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