Reflections...

I'm not in the mood to do a "Not Me, Monday"... Well it's more that I'm not liking that it's the only blogging I have been doing of late. So I'm just doing a normal, thoughts laid out there, kind of blog today.

Yesterday at church someone said something that has really gotten me thinking. Funny, the comment wasn't made during the worship, or even during the sermon (though it was darn good too). It was during the Announcements. The thought was basically...even in our busy lives we have to be able to focus. Focus on who we are, what we do well, and how we can effectively be who we are in our world.

So I've been thinking...

And Thinking...

And thinking some more, well you know in between doing loads of laundry, weeding the garden, picking peaches, cooking, washing dishes by hand, and contemplating the thought of potty training my 2 year old....

And these are my reflections on me.

I'm busy. In fact, I would say I'm pretty darn crazy busy. In case you'd beg to differ... I have a crazy awesome husband who's big dreams are in the process of moving our family to CHILE...I have 2 children born in under 2 years...I love making things...I cook or bake from scratch daily...Oh and clean, and do laundry, and play tea parties and have tickle fights...and well, I won't bore you with more. I'm busy.

My husband told me yesterday that I can't stand to not have anything to do. Amazed that he was observant in that moment, I agreed. Which made me think some more...

And this is what I've decided.

I love being busy. I love that life keeps me on my toes. I don't like to be bored.

But..... and it's a big BUT.

I can't be TOO busy.

TOO busy leaves me lifeless, short-fused, tired, and whiney. It leaves me unable to believe the best, champion, encourage or quiet myself.

So I will walk a tightrope for the rest of my life. This delicate balance and line of

Activity
and
Too Busy

I need the balance. I need the crazy paced lifestyle. I need my countless projects and to-do lists. I need the creativity abounding that just forces me to 'Do it myself'. But I need the quiet places. The "curl up with my daughter and pile of library books to read to her" moments. The "laugh at my son's eager determination to try and get the toy that's just out of reach" moments. The "stop my cooking to kiss my husband when he wraps his arms around me" moments. The "listening to the Still Soft Voice in the secret" quiet place moments

Lately...I've been unbalanced. I've been TOO busy. Not that I've chosen business...but that I haven't chosen the moments.

Thus my reflections leave me. Tightrope walking and trying to be an effective me. An effective me needs balance. So shall I seek.