My boys and I had a fantastic day. We worked through our lessons, after a yummy oatmeal breakfast. We ran a handful of errands, and I even made polynesian glazed meatballs over jasmine rice for dinner. I’d call today a success in all ways!
I am sitting in the dark in my living room, enjoying the quiet and writing. I found a hat pattern to work on, so I’ll be crocheting tomorrow most likely. I got Bentley (my new yorkie puppy) a sweater today, it’s definitely cute. (And yes, I am that girl.) Aside from going to bed at 10pm last night, and getting up at 8am this morning (aside from being awake from 3:30-4:30 this morning), I haven’t done much different.
I just tried today. I didn’t let the ugly inner-dialogue win. I believe that God is at work, giving me the strength to take each step forward and helping me find victory. I don’t always understand the heavy attacks we are put under – and as I sit here with my joints aching, I wonder when the devil will give up. I guess maybe he will give up when I refuse to give up. But man it’s hard sometimes.
I also realized today that I am leading two men of God (hopefully!) to live into their God-given talents and dreams. When I am not chasing my own, learning to overcome the hurdles of chasing and pursuing my talents, how can I ever inspire or teach my children the same? It is easy to get so caught up in my duties that I forget my passions. Yet, I want to help my kids live life passionately, so I will continue to learn to live my life that way too. Hence the blogging at this hour and few other irons I’m tossing back in the fire!