Well I haven't posted here in a month. I don't feel like I've done much of anything since Christmas.
Mount Laundry shrinks a little and grows a little each day, as does Mount Dishes, Mount Goodwill and Mount Outgrown Clothes.
I love to craft. I have done several things since Christmas, and have done many of them with the involvement of Toby. His curious fingers have gotten a tad close to the sewing machine at times, but never too close. It has been pretty wonderful. I am slowly learning to not let the things I enjoy overwhelm me. To enjoy the pile of books yet to read as something that will bring me joy. To enjoy the un-sewn fabric, knowing what will come. To revel in a bag of yarn with so much potential, knowing I don't need a trip to the store to start something new. I am slowly learning to let go of the expectations I place on myself.
I am slowly regaining my faith, my faith that faltered, my faith that I let slip slowly away. I regain my confidence in the Lord daily. I regain confidence in myself as I do so. I regain my trust in the Lord daily and as I do so, I learn more about this woman that I am, this mother, this wife, this writer, this daughter. I regain my love of the Lord daily, and with each new moment of his love, I feel my love for my children, my husband more keenly and become more aware of what that love means. I regain my desire for his word daily, and the more I delve into the writings of the past, the more I long for it.
My life is a work in progress and I am choosing the better part.