I have started feeling restless wanting things, God has told me to wait. I started complaining that I have never done anything fun, a boring life. My husband started walking me down memory lane.
It turns out I have lived a rather exciting life. It hasn’t seem that way over the last few years. As God was throwing bricks at me telling me to slow down. I was over-involved. You know the one who made a meal for every call to the church.
At the church every time the doors opened.
Giving kids rides everywhere and not just my own.
Working a regular job. 6 to 8 hours a day. It was only supposed to be 4 but they asked me to handle extra things so of course I did.
Keeping the house clean and organized.
Then I got seriously sick- down for a month or more- 4 times.
After the last time. I quit everything and focused on writing and getting well. (May 2017)
I have lowered all my numbers. There is still more to go.
Yet I find myself antsy to find a job, make some money.
I hear God saying I gave you the way to make money.
I want to start helping people.
God says help the ones I put into your path.
Maybe someday I will do exciting things, until then, I am striving to be content.
Content with where I am and what I am doing.