changing seasons

i’m not very busy. not really. and that makes the fact that i have a whole mountain of stuff to do that much more unbelievable. (stuff i'm behind on).

that could change. i could be busy again. but only as busy as i want to be.

i run, workout (a lot of time, 2 hours at the gym yesterday), watch tv (more than two hours), read, go to church, work, sleep, eat, you know, all the normal stuff. but I no longer have kids in sports and music and drama (no drama as in theater, I have four daughters, there will always be drama). we aren’t volunteering at church (shocked? it’ll happen sometime, just not till god says.)

part none of me misses those busy days. at first I thought i did. but i love my life. the freedom. doing what I want to a large extent.

we have anneshia on sundays still and while i was running up the stairs and sliding down the slide with her over and over and over i asked steve if he was sorry we didn't have the child i wanted when whitney was 2. he made a face at me. he never wanted another child after whitney, and is so glad to be on the final stretch of raising her. honestly, i'm glad i don't have a freshman.

seasons of life. it’s just like weather seasons. they change. i love all four seasons. or eight seasons? however many there are. i love spring – rainy spring and dry spring. I love summer. i love beyond summer into 110 degrees with 100% humidity. i love fall. whether it’s 40 degree fall days or 80 degree fall days (like today, almost makes it worth sleeping in and not running this morning to enjoy the beautiful afternoon), but it is still fall and you can tell. and i love winter, the mild, the snow, the below zero temperatures, the holidays.

i also love my central heating and air, heated car seats, windshields with built in defrosters, boots, full length coats, ice water, swimming pools, cook outs, chili, hot drinks and electric blankets.

seasons of life.

ecclesiastes 3 talks about this - the whole chapter is worth reading, but

verses 1:4

there is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:

a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,


my time for weeping and mourning and healing is about over. god has done such a work in my heart, and i want to laugh and dance and build...

and i love verse 11

He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.

he makes everything beautiful in his time. he understands eternity. he is not bound by time. by our short life spans. when you feel you can't take another day another minute of how things are, remember in his time. and he is not measuring it the way we do.