I read this awesome post over at Too Many Kids In The Bathtub.
“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest.A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to build up.A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance.A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones. A time to embrace and a time to turn away.A time to search and a time to quit searching. A time to keep and a time to throw away.A time to tear and a time to mend. A time to be quiet and a time to speak.A time to love and a time to hate. A time for war and a time for peace.”
Sometimes I stress myself out because I feel like I should be doing more. I have to remind myself that I am doing exactly what I should be doing. (Another good post over at Homesteader’s Heart) Being the mom of young children is an all-consuming thing. It occupies every corner of your life. The time will come when my little ones are not so little and I will have a new purpose. I will be in a new season.
But today I am here and I will remind myself to enjoy this life and learn what I can 😉