Sometimes 24 hours is just not enough!
This week I am starting my first “Friday Focus”. Many blogs I have seen have a day where they consistently post something … I have seen Wacky Wednesday, Thrifty Thursday and Frugal Friday. Today, I felt compelled to post what I learned this week, hence the start of Friday Focus. I want to share something with you each week that I have learned, struggled with, or reevaluated in my life.
As I began to reflect on this past week, I became greatly discouraged. I had great plans of organizing a ton of things, exercising each day, getting up early to read my Bible and pray each day, and check a bunch of “to do”s off of my list. I was not unrealistic in my expectations in the least, but then life “happened”.
My kids started school this past Monday, and I always look at each new year as a fresh start … a chance to have a clean slate and form new and better habits. I even took it so far as to make a daily schedule so that I knew what to focus on at what times (to be sure I got things done). I could not wait to be the Christian woman (devoting time to reading and prayer), wife (pleasing my husband by having the house straight and organized) and mother (getting everything done while the kids were at school so that I could completely focus on them when they got home). I had a great plan to honor God in my own ways.
Nothing stellar happened this week that caused me to not get things done, nothing tragic in the least. It was just a combination of things … not feeling well, getting NO sleep one night b/c the Starbucks guy gave me regular instead of decaf (I kept thinking about the fact that he was probably sleeping while I was up tossing and turning! 
), helping out a few friends who needed me (much more important that what I had on my agenda) and being available when my husband had a morning free and wanted to spend time with me (how sweet! we actually ran errands, which accomplished some things, but still … time together! ).
Truly, I think that my nonproductive week was Satan’s attempt to discourage me … it worked, until I realized that he was the source of my crazy week. I wanted to get started off on the right foot and do all that I could to fulfill my roles in life … why WOULDN’T he want to throw my week off course?!?! If he could get me on the path of discouragement to the mindset of “why bother” to try, then I would be back into my old habits of muddling through my week instead of having a plan of attack.
I learned to be flexible this week. Take life as it comes. Be willing to go with a new plan when needed, and NOT beat myself up (emotionally, not physically! ) about it. I am looking forward to next week … same plan, different week. Hopefully it will turn out as hoped. Have a great weekend!
