I’m learning how to take small, steady steps. To just do what needs to be done without stopping to agonize over how much I don’t want to do it. To ‘get my big-girl pants on’ and quit making excuses. That expression makes me laugh, but doesn’t that describe it well?
I’m in a season of some unexpected twists that have me tackling some things I didn’t really see coming. I’m doing fine. There is no crisis. But I am realizing that with my current responsibilities, I really can’t think about anything other than what it is that I need to do today, in real time, to hold our little world together. To keep things steadily moving forward. To nourish, guide, clothe, and encourage to the best of my ability…to keep in focus the foundational things that make a family strong, even when some of us have special challenges before us.
Taken with a self-timer on a tripod. One photo a week of our family throughout the year. 2/52. Superman breathing in the goodness of life.
God’s grace is near, strengthening me for the tasks before me, and filling me with quiet confidence that He truly is with me while I journey. I’ve always been one to look ahead, to take a leaping start and charge forth in conquest, but this season is not at all about that. It is about small, steady steps, and surrender to God’s plans for me even when I don’t understand them or find them convenient. Pause to hear His voice, and try to respond with a willing heart, no matter the task.
Not to say that its easy, because it’s certainly not at times. I feel more tender than usual, and long for a time to come that I can take flight on an easy breeze that soothes while I soar the skies, but until then, I will make my peace with being in the low, hidden place, aware of my deep and desperate need for God’s care.