365 DAYS OF RANDOM TEAM ZYBKO

DAY #33

03/23/11

THESE ARE THE DAYS, I KNOW

I LOVE MY BUSY SCHEDULE, I REALLY DO

THIS THE GOOD STUFF PEOPLE

LIKE

THE MIDDLE PART OF MY CREAM FILLED DOUGHNUT

PURE JOY AND LOVE

CAN'T FIND A THING WORTH COMPLAINING ABOUT

EXCEPT

WEEKS ARE FLYING BY

JUST LIKE MY FAVORITE FRIED JUNK FOOD

GONE TOO FAST

GETTING PAPER CUTS AS

I FLIP CALENDAR PAGES

I'M RIDING ON TWO WHEELS AROUND MOST CORNERS



FISH TAILING TO GET PLACES ON TIME

I'M SERIOUSLY IN THE WEEDS, 100% OF EVERYDAY

MY HEAD IS CONSTANTLY SPINNING

Last week was an especially wonderful week. Diane home for Spring break and a surprise mid week visit from Baby Daddy. High School Soccer season in full swing and extra classes to teach at the gym. 3 hour weekly World Mission study class. Volunteering at school, coaching soccer and teaching CCD. All good stuff....perfect! So blessed I have the ability, strength and wisdom(at times) for the

'Good Stuff'.

Blah blah blah about a packed life, most of us live this way.

I don't want an award I promise. I just don't know where to cut and trim to ensure I don't eventually don't go postal. I'm a good listener, I think that is fair to say. I really LOVE people, y'all fascinate me. That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about listening to GOD.

As much as I don't want it admit it, I am getting older. Kinda scary and exciting the 'changes' I'm going through.

I'm thinking like a mid-life puberty not mid life crisis.

Cause there is no crisis,

Just a ton of unexpected changes going on.

I'm learning to listen GOD

What does he want from me?

How is he going to use me to bring him glory?

This takes effort and work to obey.

It's super hard for me.

I think to myself,

If it's easy for me ...well then I probably didn't hear him right.

I won't lie and say I welcome the wrinkles on my once smooth face or the grey hairs that are invading my head of brown hair.

BUT

In exchange for all the superficial beauty stuff

GOD is softening my heart, like fresh play-dough from a newly opened plastic tub.

He is opening my eyes and my life to new experiences.

What a beautiful place! I'm good here, in this new spiritual season.

I lay awake last night, my knee is killing from class. I can't get up for Tylenol, not from the pain but not wanting to disturb the 3 babies who have fallen asleep in my bed. I'm surrounded by legs and arms. What a treat to hear them breathing, right next to me. My mind wanders to all the 'house cleaning stuff' I didn't finish today. I push the dirty toilet, wash and inch thick dust out of my head.

Who cares? I'm certain GOD doesn't.

I decide to recite JOHN 17 instead, the chapter I'm working on memorizing.

I quickly find this to be a better use of brain power. The perfect way to end an over packed fun-filled beautiful day.

JOHN 17:5

I have brought you glory on earth by completely the work you gave me to do.

I know I'm no where near the finish line but I'm working on it.

I can actually feel my insides being squished and re-shaped.

Lucky for me I love the smell of play-dough.