First day of summer is like Friday night. Plenty of time. Everything is possible. And then suddenly it is Sunday night or late August and there is so much left to be done. There is something to be said for relaxing and not having a to-do list or a schedule, but there is also satisfaction in accomplishing tasks that have been put off over the winter, or even over the last year. This summer I want to write an essay each week. I will go to my classroom each week. I have paper details that hang around me and need to be attended to with prayer. Ah, that’s another thing. More prayer. Walking more. A little trip each week with Mother. Neighbors? A party sometime–have to ask if the Rago midsummer party is happening this year and if I must work around it. Church? Contact the literacy person as well as the Jeremiah’s table person. Sit on the porch. Sit on the back porch. Eat properly. Help Curtis eat properly. Date night with Curt each week and help him in the garden. Plan trip to St. Louis. Actually I have to do that today. Simplify house. More time in the Bible. More time following the Son.
summertime and the living is easy.
June 17, 2010 at 8:12 am |
If you could see yourself the way I see you, then you would feel so encouraged to see good works being sown that would just leave me filled with joy, thankfulness, and everlasting hope. Now if you consider that that is how I see you, and then consider how God see’s you.
I am so encouraged by your words. I love you so much. I am praying that those words become action and wisdom is instilled upon you to make them happen.