Aaaaaaah!

If only I actually had time to think, to slow down enough to be aware, to focus enough to be intentional.

It has been a crazy last week, month, year, five years. I am not living thoughtfully in many of the ways I would like, although I think about blogging here several times a week and writing down the craziness often increases my level of thoughtfulness. Perhaps it's time to start attacking that feeling of life and its important moments flying by on two different fronts: trying to reduce insanity AND trying to pause, despite the insanity, to smell the roses.

Even in those two ideas I see so much trying that it exhausts me to consider any plans of attack. How thankful I am that God does not expect me to accomplish anything worthwhile on my own. And yet I have never really grasped how to let go of trying. I like to try. I like to succeed. Hmm, apparently I am going to need his help even to do the work of letting go.

Now that is some serious craziness.