Welp, I did it again. Said yes too much. Moved too fast. I thought I could handle it all (the work, the fun) because in the moment it felt so right. Work hard, play hard, drink more caffeine. Just keep swimming.
My lifelong struggle. Remembering my rhythms. Remembering I’m human. I have limits.
I felt it a few days ago. That spread thin feeling. My body and soul let me know when they’ve had enough. They protest until I slow down and take care of myself. Thank God.
I’m slowing down. Letting myself sleep. Saying no. Cracking open my journal. Being kind to myself even though I failed… again. Allowing space for God’s grace.
I’m grateful for the gift I have to work from home (aka my parent’s house in Ohio) during the holiday season. “For the next week and a half it’s just family, a few friends, and the couch,” I wrote in my journal earlier today.
Time to reset.
Time to write.
To reflect on what God did in 2016…
And get ready for 2017.
Who’s with me?