Yes, I realize today is Tuesday, but I wrote this post yesterday. I usually try to write and schedule my work ahead of time, but lately that hasn’t happened.
Time is not my friend.
And here I am on Monday, struggling to start after a night of interrupted sleep. When I woke up twice early in the morning, my brain went into high gear with questions like:
- Have you looked at this week’s calendar?
- How are you going to do everything you need to do?
- What should you start on first?
- Would a list help?
- How about a private secretary?
- Or should I run to the beach, like I suggested to one of my grandchildren, just last week?
It’s Monday.
And yes, I do have a list, a Google calendar, and every app I can think of to help me keep my schedule straight. But there is so much to do, and much of it has a deadline.
Breathe. I stop in the middle of my frustration and take a few breaths. Load a new worship song I heard at church and listen. Right there at my computer desk.
One song turned into five. I can go on. I actually started fighting against the frustration when I decided to work in my flower beds late yesterday evening. It’s not something I had to do, but something I wanted to do. And today, before I started work, I watered the flowers on my deck, taking a moment to trim off their dead weight.
Dead weight. That’s a thought. In the season I’m in now, I am trimming back some things. Letting go of some of the spinning plates. I want to enjoy my life every day, even when it’s crazy, chaotic busy.
Because I only have one. Life that is. Heaven is around the corner, and part of me can’t wait to get there. See Jesus. My loved ones. Perfect peace and rest.
But for today, I have hope to press on. I’m going to keep the music playing, the prayers going up, and not isolate myself. Add in a little self-care and a lot of giving stuff to God, and I’ll be okay.
You will, too. It’s still Monday. But God hasn’t left the throne.
Is life good for you right now, or are you in a difficult season? I’d love to hear your story in the comments …

I know the feeling of spinning too many plates at once. Even when I pare back, it still seems like too many.
It’s so hard to know what to lay down…