It's About Time

I have been so lost the last few weeks.  Lost in everything...except God.  I get up in the morning and start on work right away.  No time for coffee, no time for housework, no time for bills, no time for God.  I wake my daughter, back to work,  take her to school (unless it's not my turn) back to work. I feel like I am always working on something and never getting anything done.  I wish I could make time.

About a week ago my daughter started asking "What's wrong Mom?" or "Are You OK?".  "Yes, I'm good, I'm fine." I'd say.  Today she pointed out that I am becoming the dreaded facebook whiner.  Now that, I cannot have!  This is one of my biggest pet peeves.

God has blessed me beyond belief and I am becoming a facebook whiner.  I have the most amazing children, parents, brother, sister and church. A church that is filled with the most amazing brothers and sisters a person could ever hope to have. He gave me the opportunity to work from home so I can have more time with all of my families.  My blessings are like an iceburg with just the tip showing through the water but they go so very deep.  What do I have to whine about?

Over the past week or so I have been complaining that I am drowning, I am overwhelmed, I can't keep up, I need more time. I have been slipping into a depression, not eating, sleeping too much getting sick and giving up. 

It hit me while talking to one of the most amazing women I know who just happens to be part of my church.  I need to make time.  Time for Him.  Once I get back into making time for Him everything else will fall into place. 

Tomorrow is a new day and I praise God for that.  If He gives me tomorrow I will have 24 hours just like everyone else does.  It's all about priorities and giving Him the top spot on the to do list.  Make time for Him, the time He deserves and desires to spend with me.

August 20, 2011 I am beginning a new journey.  A journey led by God. I am getting back on the path He put me on.  I have stepped away, allowing everything in my life take priority over Him.  No more! I asked Him back, I turned around and there He was, arms wide open, full of grace.  For the first time in months, I cannot wait to see what He has for me tomorrow.  

I will be blogging my journey.  It is about time I use this blog for what He intended it to be.  It is about Him, not me.
Washing my hands tonight. A new day tomorrow, thank you Jesus!