Remember when I used to blog every day? That was fun.
You may or may not have noticed that I took a few days off of blogging (and the whole internet pretty much). My friend Megan gave me the nudge.
She and her husband Sean lead our life group, and we’re doing Jen Hatmaker‘s 7 (and it wasn’t even my idea–I love these people!). We meet on the 2nd and 4th Wednesdays at our place, then the women meet on the 1st Wednesday for prayer, and the guys take the 3rd Wednesday for beer and hotdogs (and supposedly also prayer, but that didn’t make it into any of the Instagrams).
Anyway. Sean and Meg have been doing AWESOME at fasting along with the book for two weeks at a time, and they’re 12 days into their media fast at the moment. No TV, no Wii, no Facebook, no sports news websites, no “recreational internet.”
(But Meg is allowed to read blogs of people she knows in real life, because that’s “intentional community building” or something like that. Did I get that right, Meg?)
Holy cow. I had a world of good intentions about keeping this post short and suh-weet. I know myself so well.
So. I haven’t really been fasting from much of anything, but Meg encouraged me at prayer night on Wednesday to give the media fast a go. So I did on Thursday. And it was awesome.
I spent time with God, I spent time with Ava (helping her catch up/get ahead with her online school stuff), I got housework done. I was more pleasant, more attentive and available for my family. I was happy. It felt good.
So I did it again Friday. And this weekend. And while I peeked in a time or two on some stuff, I wasn’t constantly checking this, that, and whatever else. I was here in the moment with my fam. And I realized how much I haven’t been lately.
It’s hard when you “work” from home and you want to contribute to the family’s finances and the only thing you’ve got that’s worth something is your writing and you get less than $2 for every book/e-book people buy and the only way to get the word out is to hang out on the internet and plug it as un-obnoxiously as you can every chance you get.
(p.s. You would solve all of my woes just by clicking right here and buying my new e-book, which is finally available for the iPad, by the way. Woot! And, um, no that won’t solve everything, but it’ll make me feel good.)
So, the girls and I had a “Homeschooling Meeting” on Saturday evening. Holy cow. I can’t believe I’m really homeschooling my children next year. They are SO EXCITED, and frankly, so am I. (This is so crazy!!)
Let me just say two things:
1. We have no intention of being “typical” homeschoolers (take that however you want).
2. We named our school. Taviano Global Academy. I could just die. I want t-shirts. Gabe thinks I’m a freak show.
Okay, 3 things:
3. I have no lofty expectations of winning Homeschooling Mother of the Year, or Mother of the Year for that matter, but life is so often what you make it, and I want to make this good.
More on that later.
Last thing. I have some really amazing, godly friends. I’ve been struggling with something lately. A trust thing. As in, I needed to be giving it over to God instead of whining/nagging/pouting.
On Wednesday, I had lunch with my friend Karen. I talked to her about it some, and I expected her to be a little more supportive of me. Instead she told me that I needed to stop the nagging and trust God. Hmph.
Wednesday night. Prayer night at my friend Pam’s. I share again, and what do these girls tell me? Same thing. Hmph.
Friday afternoon. I go hang out with my friend Amy (mama of Abigail, Gregory, and Gracie, whose awesome story I share in my new e-book. hint, hint, plug, plug.). And I really expected Amy to be more sympathetic to my plight. She echoed what everyone else had said.
I really should’ve picked friends who would let me get away with sinful attitudes. Sheesh.
So, how am I doing with the Trusting-Not-Nagging? BETTER. Not awesome, but hey, give a girl some grace. And God has shown me some sweet provision this weekend. NOT AT ALL how I thought, but since when is that how God works anyway?
So, tell me: What do you need to give over to God today? (I’ll sic my friends on ya.)