It starts innocently enough.
Get busy...so don't pop in.
Finish busy and now get caught up...so don't pop in.
Caught up leads into distraction...which drops straight into the cavern of avoidence...which always winds around to the river of confusion, doubt and regret...which leads me back here, tail tucked firmly in behind me.
I know I sound as if I am apologizing about not blogging...and in someways I am, but in reality I am describing the path that leads away from God's feet and into the kitchen, working myself into a frenzy trying to present the perfect "meal" when, in reality, the important place to be sitting is next to Mary...curled up by His legs, listening intently to the words that pour from His heart thru His tender smile.
BUT...this time, I don't come here looking for pity.
No...this time I come here because here is where I am most me. Here is where I just don't hide because there is no point. You guys have proven to love me just as I am...and so here I sit, hair needing a clipping and nails craving a manicure. I told the kids that lots of moms let the eyebrows grow out for braiding, but they didn't buy it. And as for the nails...is it bad to buy larger shoes just to avoid cutting them??
I spent an amazing weekend with two really wonderful people...people that it took God's blessing for me to know, but have left me a better person for their friendship and love. Oh and don't be fooled by the sandy beauty you are about to see....in the words of a dear friend "The Arctic can't be colder than this!!!"