Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Venting

I seem to be drowning in a sea of laundry. Dust seems to be around every corner, and somehow toys jump off the shelves at a faster rate then I can pick them up. The dishes need to be done, but I have to unload the dishwasher first, and the laundry in the washer should have gone in the dryer where the clothes I now have to iron are.
What really concerns me is that days keep passing, and I'm not the mother, wife, friend and believer I want to be. My heart longs to go hide away with the Lord, but I can't seem to find a moment. At least not a moment to disappear and come to the garden alone and walk with Him and Talk with Him. How can He bid me go if I never come. How can I face the laundry...let alone the daunting task of raising my children to love the Lord and protect them .. without first having time with Him?
I keep thinking there must be a way to do this better. Time keeps going ...

1 comment:

The White Wave said...

You know time spent doing chores can be some of the most wonderful and intimate time to spend with the Lord. Your surroundings don't need to be quiet in order for you to be quiet in your heart, and to know that He is God.