Weekend after weekend, I never seem to get the things done that I wanted to do before starting my work week up again. This one seems to be no different than any other. My list is a mile long and I'm getting nowhere fast. I pray for the energy wisdom and strength, but it just keeps piling up.
Then it suddenly occurred to me that maybe, just maybe I am doing what I am suppose to be doing on my weekend. Resting and relaxing. And that its OK to be doing those things. Yes the list of things to do is forever growing but if I don't learn to take care of the one that has to do those things, they still won't get done. WOW.
