This weekend helped re-charge me.
Over the last few months – with graduation, moving into a new home and starting a full-time job – I’ve experienced a wide range of emotions.
I’ve been extremely grateful. Anxious about choosing the right path. Hopeful for the future.
I’m still processing through these things, and I’m not quite sure, at this point in time, what I want to tell you abut them.
But this weekend just filled me up.
It could have been the sleeping in on Saturday morning, Thomas finishing the semester that morning and running errands with him, being witness to a wedding that afternoon or having 20 kids show up for youth group when I normally get 12.
Do you ever catch yourself wishing your days were shinier? Do you consider your routine insignificant or downright boring? Do you wish you lived a different life?
My weekend wasn’t shiny. But it was steady and sure.
That thought’s been rolling around in my head for a few weeks now. Again, I’m not sure what it means yet, but I’m willing to probe.
As you go about this week, remember that it may not be shiny, but that doesn’t make it less important. Your work, your meal planning, your taking the dog out and cheering on nephews at baseball games.
This is the stuff that is steady, sure.