Busy Busy Busy

Well another busy week behind and another busy week ahead. You know, I LOVE busy weeks. Not run around busy. Not just-to-be-busy busy. But good ol' productive, workhorse, ministry, fun, kid, hubby busy. Tired at nine busy. Fall asleep in 10 minutes busy. Cross it off the list and on to the next thing busy. Actually learned something, taught something, made something, started something, finished something busy! I remember when I was in the work force and living in NYC I DREADED the weekends. I LOVED Mondays. And I still do.

I realized today that after talking to my friend S a couple of times over the last few days how much I will miss her and the other's from church if we end up moving. It is good to have church family and feels more like family than family does often times. I haven't had enough time here yet to know them as well as I would have liked but I realize that I must get out there and do what's needed while I can.

Funny how the enemy can work. I nearly stopped going to church altogether when K decided to be "active" during service. I nearly worked myself up into an all out cessation! When I decided to buck up, dig my heels in and attend no matter what she was doing, all seemed better. She woke up a 1/2 hour early this morning and I worked a little harder at getting her to sleep there and she slept very well. I was acting as if she should fall asleep as easily as she does at home. How silly. That I would "give up" because I had to put a little extra effort in.
Reminds me of S this morning lamenting how she wishes we could stay home from church this morning because she didn't feel like going. I told her, "I'm glad Jesus didn't say that when he was on the way to the cross". Now I KNOW that is irreverent, but she got the point. So often we are so lazy, complacent and not willing to put in any extra effort. Now I can feel myself girding up and making that extra effort to be sure to be there even if K gives me a run for my money.
I wonder how I will survive it if we end up moving. Of course my very first desire is being with Jeff. It has been terrible being apart as much as we have and we have never been apart in all the years we've been together. But even so, apart from that I will mourn the great loss of this the only church of it's like I have ever attended and the only HS group of it's kind anywhere, I am sure, bar none. Sigh, what does Vero hold anymore? I know if the Lord moves us back it is for good reason. I hate that I just can't see it.
Talk about busy. If I have to found a homeschooling group and help plant a new church...now that will be busy!