Busyness and breathing…

This week has been busy. Crazy busy. This coming week will be just as, if not more, busy.

I hate busyness. I am so easily distracted by everything of life that I neglect everything meaningful and sustaining in my life. I neglect spiritual things, I neglect relationships, I neglect cleanliness. I neglect anything that keeps my soul upright and I feel it so deeply. I wish as though I could blame it on the fact that I am in nursing school, but when I tally up the list of things on my to do list, or better yet, what I actually look at what I spend most of my time doing, nursing school rarely tops that list.

Last week was an emotional roller coaster. So many things in life were going on and my head was rarely in the same location as my body. There were things that deeply saddened me, things of great joy, and things that just needed to get done. So by yesterday, I was drained, exhausted. It wasn’t until this morning sitting in my friend’s lovely home that I remembered what she always reminds me… Breathe.

I am reading a book called Forgotten God by Francis Chan and I am learning how the Holy Spirit guides our lives, intercedes for us, and breathes into us and creates life. He says, “The Holy Spirit brought creation to life and continues to sustain it. As we read in the book of Job, ‘the Spirit of God has made me; the breath of the Almighty gives me life.’ ”

I remember this morning, that I not only should be breathing, but I should be breathing the breath of the Almighty. He is the source of my strength. He is my transformation.

“But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit.” 2 Corinthians 3:18

Here we go…

I have decided to start blogging. Why, you may ask? I have discovered that I am probably one of least diligent people around, especially when it comes to things like keeping a journal. I also have discovered that I live so “in the moment” that I fail to process a lot that I see, hear, and encounter on a daily basis, and I am convicted of this frequently. I have always loved the written language, whether it be books, music, etc, but more recently I have taken to reading different blogs. I have found that these blogs have left their words on my mind and now I need a place to sort those words and make my own.

Entering the world of the blogosphere is a bit intimidating, but I thought I’d give it a try. So here we go (we meaning the 4 of you who have said you would read this blog attempt, and the rest of you who are kind souls)… This blog is now my journal, my musings, dabbles, inspirations, convictions– my searchings for something greater than I, my attempt at transparency, and my worship of the Holy Creator of this life.

I love to see beauty beyond the imperfect outer shell of whatever I encounter, and so I hope you might do the same for me.

Peace,

Lynnea