It is 9:45PM my time as I'm sitting down to write... I don't even know what yet. I have a pounding headache, it's been a long day with a lot of internal struggle and I'm just ready to go take a bath and get lost in some music but I'm determined not to miss a day in this 31 days of writing challenge.
One year, when I came home from one of these ladies events I wrote:
"I feel like I did a belly-flop into my valley and here I lay plastered to the ground of my normal, with my kids running all over me, pushing and pulling, demanding more and more of me."I have felt that again a bit over the last couple of days. The weight of discouragement has me about bent over. I got sick almost as soon as I came home, my kids are being so loud and the thoughts inside of my head are totally all tangled up, and all I can think is that this feels like too much. There is so much still to process from the retreat, which was amazing. There is so much to read/study/do for my small group that is just really starting to hit our stride as we kick off the study A Modern Girl's Guide to Bible Study. (So far so good.) Plus this blog series, which is something that I am really loving but also struggling to maintain focus and direction and in all honesty all I want to do right now is curl up in a little ball and get some sleep.
|I took this photo at the conference|
Here is the post I wrote two years ago coming home from the retreat. I just sat and read it and don't know if I have anything more to say, or could possibly say it better. Read this one first though and then read this one.
Okay, I'm going to take my bath now... but before I leave I wanted to ask: do you have any questions you've been wanting to ask me? Is there a piece of the story that you see is missing? Do you want to know how being a (recovering) roadkill Christian applies to what I think about XY or Z? Let me know in the comments. Good night :)