Tuesday, March 31, 2009

I never learned how to juggle


I feel like a juggler trying to keep all of these colorful balls up in the air.  One ball is my daily time with God; one ball is spending quality time with my husband and kids; one ball is shopping for, planning and cooking meals; one ball is intentional parenting (you know - refereeing, talks, confrontations, correction); another is ministry outside my home; another communication (email, Facebook, blogging); and don't forget church and my home and praying for others and time with friends and people who come to my gate.  In the meantime I have dropped several balls in recent months.....exercise, getting enough rest, eating wisely.  I can feel the result of my negligence in the way I feel and how I look, and I'm not happy about it.

So I'm laying them all down and deciding which ones to pick up.  Which ones need to be included and which ones don't.  Some will lay on the ground for awhile until I can figure out how to get them all going in a good rhythm.   

Maybe I should have gone to clown school.


7 comments:

Beth's turn said...

Some of my balls are more important than others, and some harder. Sometimes i only throw them down in disgust then pick them right back up again. I loved your analagy.

mer@lifeat7000feet said...

Juggling is HARD. Smart girl to wipe the slate clean and add things back gradually. Easier said than done though, I'm sure.

Hang in there. I'll pray for you today!

Carpoolqueen said...

I'm not so good at juggling either. It's best to start all over. That's kinda' what I'm doing this week. Reset the bar, and instill some discipline.

Looking forward to your thoughts on what's important and how you decided what to pick up.

Suzie said...

Angie,
I am feeling the same way this week. Loved this post!
suzie

Gretchen said...

What a beautifully honest post. When you learn the secret of good juggling, will you call me? I sure could use some help. :)

Kecia said...

Me too. I had trouble getting to sleep a couple nights in a row this past weekend, mind racing, and all those balls were bouncing around my brain...mistakes I'm making parenting, what I'm not doing ministerially, how I've let my husband down & neglected my friends, etc.
Why is it so comforting to know we're not alone?
Love you! Even when I neglect you...

Rodger and Lynne Schmidt Mozambique said...

I hear ya, sister! The exercise one is my biggest one. I feel like an old woman trying to get out of bed some mornings. I know that I need it, but where to fit it in? Maybe when Stephen goes back to CAM, we could do some walking together. Until then, what to do?