Here I Go Again (Not on my Own)

Monday mornings roll around with surprising regularity. Seems I spend more time on Sunday trying to get ready for the week so I at least start out with a reasonably picked up apartment and a plan for the week, but Monday morning I sit here with my coffee, looking out the window wondering why I do it. (I mean, I know *why* I do it - you have to pay those bills every month, and the grocery store does not take "but my job is not my passion" for payment.)

So I find new things to occupy my mind. Sarah has moved up to the next class at daycare, and it's a big change for all of us. We have to cart her stuff back and forth on Mondays and Fridays. She doesn't have room to keep extra things with her since there are more kids in the room, so I'm turning into Pack Mule Mommy. She's also giving up her pacifier (easier said than done) and learning to drink from cups without lids, which I personally have been averse to because she's still spilling a lot and I don't have anyone coming in at noon to take over clean-up duty so I can catch a break.

But, it's really all good. I'm starting to get ready for her second birthday party, trying to find a date that will work for the most grandparents possible, and scouring Pinterest for Blue's Clues ideas. (She loves Blue's Clues. Does all the dances, and knows how to do some sign language from that and the Signing Times lady bumper thing on Nick Jr.)

I'm also working on planning for the 2014 Women's Retreat for my church, although I'm learning a lot more about the politics of this particular church as I run that gauntlet. I'm always amazed by people who claim they don't want to be in charge, but have very specific ideas about what needs to be done, and no issues expressing discontent if you don't do exactly what they want. But, dude, they are "so totally laid back it doesn't even matter, honest." Yup. And I totally believe you.

I'm hoping I can get involved in another area of ministry too. Right now I'm talking to one of our pastors and reading about all the opportunities available. I don't know exactly what I'm supposed to be doing, I just know there is something out there I'm not doing that I should be. Figuring out what that is takes a lot of thought, and I'm grateful for that right now.

So to borrow a phrase from Whitesnake this Monday morning, here I go again. Just not on my own. The whole "not on my own" makes it that much easier.

2 Corinthians 2:14 (ESV)
But thanks be to God, who in Christ always leads us in triumphal procession, and through us spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of him everywhere.