It’s the last week of June, and I feel as though summer has barely even begun but it’s almost over. I feel like all we’ve been doing is swimming, treading water really. And, there’s not even a pool in sight.
Do you ever feel that way? You know, like if you stop juggling for just a moment, all the balls will fall and the show will be over? That’s me right now.
Between two little ones learning to walk, two larger ones who seem to think summer is all about arguing and planning a trip to Kenya (not to mention dishes, laundry, etc.), my days are full.
But they’re not.
Because going through the motions can be meaningless.
Have you ever read 1 Corinthians 13? Well, I took a look at it yesterday, and some of it hit me hard.
Because even if the words I write here on my little blog aren’t written in love, they’re worthless.