Unorthodox

Live every day like there's no tomorrow

Today was not a Sabbath. It was more like a cram everything you can possibly think of into a day... My houseguests and I enjoyed a delicious breakfast at the local favorite. I held babies in the nursery during church. I pulled my hair out over a "simple" excel assignment. I went to play apple schmear to relax myself after getting nowhere on the excel assignment. (Apple schmear involves hitting apples with a baseball bat.... ie: extremely messy and cathartic therapy for the stressed person). I freaked out about the insane, upcoming week - which will involve meetings about my research proposal tomorrow, long shifts of work Tuesday and Wednesday, a clinical instructor observing my PAP smear proficiency on Thursday, and then a flight out at 6am on Friday to visit a BFF. (I was admonished by my mother to be optimistic and trust God). I blitzed through three assignments and realized my mother was right (she always is). And I finally topped it off by going to a new church small group (and I don't even attend the church) to meet some more quality, different people in my life... as if I had more things I needed to do.

Oh God. I'm so thankful you're in the insanity... and that even though you admonish Martha to be like Mary... you still love Martha just as much. You want to be in our lives whether we're meditating on a mountain or running around like chickens with our heads cut off. I'm sorry I couldn't honor you today as I wanted... or get traditional rest... but I am so thankful that you provide rest from worry and drama even when we don't do everything right and we mess up horribly. Grace is wildly scandalous and distributed to all generously. There is no formula for happiness or living well. There is only trust.

Lunatic Liz