I have a head cold, so that's probably not helping, but my brain feels like it's going to blow up from all the stuff running through it. I think I need a nap.
Recently I've been grappling with one of the basic tenants of Christianity - the personal savior. I haven't read much on it, but I'm pretty sure someone else has already thought this through much more eloquently than I will. And yet, that doesn't mean I don't get to think about it myself... God has gradually become a more central piece of my life in the past few years. This is by design. I want to strengthen my foundation as well as pass along faith to my children. Maybe Catholicism, maybe not, but I want them to feel the love and solace that I have when I feel connected to God. Like there is something infinitely bigger. Something benevolent. Something amazing. That anything is possible and we are not limited nearly as much as we think we are. I love Catholicism for many reasons, but the root of them is my connection to the community. Lately I have been in a more evangelical circle that talks about what God (sometimes ...
By the end of this hour, I'm definitely starting to get distracted. It's ok though. Still feeling good! My darling hubster is showing his love for me by converting part of an old barn on our property into an office. I'm very excited (and impressed by his mad skillz.) Right now our house is rarely still and quiet, which makes these Miracle Mornings a challenge. I'm so excited for an "away" space. My dad and I are going to build the deck off it today, which will make it about 94.5% complete. Somewhere behind that pile of junk is actually a pretty cool little office space. The line on the ground is for the trench where we buried the electric conduit. And now the day continues...
Aside from the snowboard awesomeness of the past 2 weekends, work has been keeping me completely tied up. It's been 3 weeks of either being onsite or face-planted in my computer screen doing building energy models. By the end of the day my brain is so completely drained that it takes serious effort to not just vegetate on the couch, but actually play with Brynna. Matt's started class again (Tues and Thurs nights), which means I can't slack. Come 8 o'clock (little B's bedtime), all I can seem to do is veg with a book or some HGTV. I feel a bit stressed. Not to mention that I'm trying to volunteer some time each work helping a non-profit streamline businessy things (current topic - document management). And I made a mental promise to start fiddling again, but I think that's not realistic. Poor Andrea. I keep promising her sessions and then bailing. I read this article that Na sent me about healthy societies... http://www.cnn.com/201...
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