How Limits Are A Blessing
The dishes in the sink were still piled high, the stove needed scrubbing, the bathroom mirror could use some Windex, and I still needed to go grocery shopping. I traipsed around our apartment, grumbling and complaining; getting angry. I was looking forward to my walk to the grocery store to cool off. During my walk I prayed for some calm in my heart, I was frustrated. As I prayed, God's wisdom came and showed me: you're overwhelmed. My sense of overwhelm came off as anger and frustration. That clarity helped me to change my plans for the rest of the day, I had to readjust, I was again overwhelming myself with too much to do. I don't know why I always find myself in that place. It could be my upbringing of seeing my mom do so much around the house, or it could be that I'm just distracting myself from work or my time of creativity. But my mother's preference of doing so many things at a time is just her personality, I can't work that way. Distracting myself can o
