You probably have noticed I haven’t blogged a whole lot the last few months. I had great intentions. In fact, I even had a nifty whiteboard all set up, ready to keep track of how much I blogged and how much “traffic” I would get. I planned out a very ambitious editorial calendar for my blog… and that’s about as far as it got.
I have a lot I juggle. All by choice, I know. I love my military wives ministry and the team of women I lead. I love the new opportunities God has given me to write for all kinds of different women in various stages of wife and mom life, and I’m grateful for the encouraging relationship I have with my publisher, whose team has been nothing but incredibly supportive and excited in my literary endeavors over the last few years. I love the speaking opportunities I’ve had, getting to meet women in person, and not just over a computer screen, getting the absolute privilege to speak God’s truth from His Word into their lives and their marriages and their families.
Being a wife and a mom is my first love, after my relationship with Jesus, and I’m grateful for how God has taught me and worked in my life over the last several years, to help me be able to say that. Because if I’m honest, and I try to always be real with you, it wasn’t always that way. God has helped me see the priorities my husband and son are to me – not just priorities, like a list to check off, but the blessings they are to me too.
But it’s a lot to handle. And most days I manage ok, though treading water would be an apt description of how I often feel.
Except for the last several months. It’s been hard. Think life times ten. My family hasn’t suffered. But sometimes my to-do list has.