"The hurrier I go, the behinder I get"?
I think I am there. Behind I mean, not where I am trying to get.
It's the seasonal sensation that July evaporated. And the heat around here just might have caused that climatic phenomenon.
And August? I have almost nothing good to say for how quickly August jumped in and jumped out of my life. My wedding anniversary is August 25th, and the fact that it is in 5 days is....astonishing.
I spent the first part of this week in some regrets of all that I wanted to accomplish by this point. The grand plans and schemes I'd concocted in May.
Well, those things haven't happened and lest the whole week turn into a mushy pity party where everyone around me and me included is miserable, God brought to mind the many blessed things He has allowed to happen since May. Decluttering of a material and personal order, deeper friendships, new friendships, seeing my sons mature, finishing a study and starting another one, reading some really, really good books, a mountain vacay, a surprise beach vacay, and cooking my socks off with some great new recipes.
Rev. Johnson Oatman was absolutely right. It is for counting our blessings, one by one, that the Lord's Name is greatly praised.
I've made my peace with August. Might as well, she's nearly over. And September is one of my most favoritest months. So, my times are in His hands, and I trust in Him. He is my confidence.