So it's been a few days since I posted anything. Feels like forever to me. Seems like I've been moving in slow motion for a long time. The past few days have been overwhelming and basically the business of motherhood has gotten me down.
Honestly, I didn't even want to come sit in my cold basement and blog because the mess down here is just another reminder to me that my life is out of control. I can't escape it, no matter where I go in this house it follows me. Every object is calling to me. Looking down I see Gerber puffs and dust balls, I look around and see dust on the furniture, filth in the bathrooms, piles to be sorted, and bills to pay.
So I close my eyes.
I hear children calling for me and a baby crying for me. Some one is always hungry or thirsty. Some one has a boo boo or needs a peacemaker.
This is the life I love and am blessed to call mine. It is an adventure and my children are wonderful. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.
This is just one of those times where I realize, I need help. I can't do this on my own. Instead of looking down or around me, I need to look up. God knows, where I am and He cares. So I come back to where I have been so many times before and will be many times more, and say, "I need you Jesus."
Come to me, all of you who are weary and loaded down with burdens, and I will give you rest.