After a really busy weekend, including open house at the school where I teach, I get a moment of quiet as my dear husband takes a break. He spent the weekend camping with the Boy Scout and needs to decompress. I totally get that need.
I met some really great people and then some people who... well... I'm sure they are great, too, but have unrealistic expectations as far as the education of their child goes. I hope they find a place to belong - really I do.
We have begun the season of Lent - a time when I usually become very introspective and almost melancholy. My heart breaks over and over because of the love God has shown to me - to the extent that His own Son died to show me how much he loves me. No one else is capable of such a love. No one.
I wonder sometimes if I am fulfilling the purpose that God has for me - am I ignoring something? Am I missing the obvious? Is there more I need to do? So, I wait and wonder. There was a time when I was overly busy doing the work of the church. And now, it seems I'm not overly busy and I wonder - is there a reason for that? So I pray for God to show me what it is He wants from me... and I wait for the answer.