There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die,
A time to plant and a time to uproot.
Ever find yourself wondering what God is up to in your life? I certainly have...and I find myself there yet again. I am still trying to figure out what He is saying to me about goals. I think I almost have a handle on it...and then it turns to half congealed jello, slipping right through my fingers.
I have had so many posts in my head lately, but when I sit down to write them, I can't quite seem to get them onto the page. There seems to always be 'something' missing. Like I am waiting on the 'aha' moment that will fit all these pieces together.
We have had a pretty crazy few weeks at our house. Two birthdays already this year and another this weekend. A bout of the flu. A birthday celebration with a friend, a baby shower, and a Super Bowl party with family and friends, just to name a few of the events on our calendar. All surrounded by the craziest weather I have ever seen. No snow for us to speak of, but freezing temperatures that come and go seemingly at a whim. We had call outs all last Friday and Saturday from customers whose fire sprinkler pipes had frozen and burst...and yet on Sunday, we threatened to take the television outside to watch the big game because the weather was absolutely beautiful.
All of this said just to let you know that I am still here. I am just trying to process a few things and having a hard time finding 'my voice'.
Which makes me think that maybe, just maybe, I have a lot of learning to do as the Lord and I walk together slowly through Ecclesiastes 3.