No catchy title, just some thoughts...

I meant to stay on top of this blog. No more than a week or two between posts. Then life happened, and it has been a month already. I am afraid that if I wait for something profound to hit me, I might be waiting longer than a month.

I haven't dropped off the map. I am attending church. I gather with believers throughout the week and find opportunities to serve where I can. I am enjoying my children even as I watch them continue to grow into adults. I am seeking God and wrestling with my flesh daily.

I am tired. I'm blessed. I have everything I need to live a holy life. I have all my needs met by God and am able to help others with their needs. I have my health and my kids are thriving in a world where many aren't. But I am tired.

I am tired because I thought that if I took a break that I would feel better. I few days turned into a week, and then a month. And I realized something. I can't stop, because it doesn't help. I just need to change my pace. In the military, we would change our pace when we ran instead of stopping. We would slow down and take really long strides, then speed back up and take short choppy steps. It would naturally change the way we breathed until we got another wind. It is amazing how durable God made us. If the distance was long enough, we could even outrun a horse.

So, even though I am tired, I need to keep moving. I might change my pace a bit, even with this blog. But I will keep going. I know that God is directing people all over the world to read the words that I am typing. It isn't a very big number, but it doesn't have to be. As long as the people that He wants to see it can read it, I will be happy.

Godspeed.