My world has been in a hurricane these past couple of months. Not only have I traveled to the mainland visiting wonderful old friends (and I mean "old" in the lasting, never-giving-up-on-me kind of way), but I have attended a life-changing conference on Christian authorship, taken on the responsibility to co-head a 125-member Children's Ministry, and committed to teach our four children at home...all starting at approximately the EXACT SAME TIME!Needless to say, I have felt burdened, overwhelmed, and plain worn out. Every time I close my eyes, I see visions of long lines of parents waiting to sign up their child for a children's program, the plethora notebooks, binders and reminders of what the Lord has put on my heart to share in writing, and the vast empty spaces of my lesson plans that I had hoped to have filled to the brim with amazing resources and ideas for a new school year. I see visions...
But what I haven't seen lately is the vision of my Lord, my Savior, and my God. I close my eyes to pray and my mind wanders to the extensive 'to do' lists I've created for myself. I sit to just listen to worship, and I envisions the ways I can look better in the eyes of other parents, my 'readers' and my children. I see visions...
