Writing again has been long overdue– seems like I’ve been waiting (and waiting!) for the perfect time to start up, that perhaps after this or next month, I’ll have finally mastered my new schedule between work and home life and can happily report to everyone that fact (plus share my “how-to” so everyone can be supernaturally productive in a “I have no idea how this is going to work out but I’m going to step in and see everything magically just happen…”, which I actually started compiling insights and tips from useful/helpful time management articles that I had planned to put together in a post…perhaps another day…)

Truth is, while I  have been supernaturally blessed with “enough” day by day, week by week…. Now that I’ve tasted what life feels like when I’m not just scrambling to get through another day or week, it’s difficult to feel at ease in this state of not having found a healthier balance, a steadier rhythm… Things I realize my mind, heart and soul “miss” when they’re absent for too long of a period…

A reminder from my pastor’s sermon 2 Sunday’s ago was how we sometimes misunderstand the meaning of Sabbath to be that of “time to veg”…. When we settle for this substitute (which indeed has been my unfortunate default when in a pattern of “being tired”!), the built-in need we have for setting aside a day, a regular rhythm to our lives, to focus on, proclaim, and be fueled up by our faith in our God who is bigger than ourselves and this world and any and all problems, yet who is able to love and care for us so perfectly in His timing and according what is truly, everlastingly good (not just about ffulfilling our temporary-minded wish lists)– we not only stay tired, but our minds numb, our bodies go limp, our spirits remain in-filled….

And so I’ve been thinking over, what fuels me up? What feeds my faith? What so fills me with peace and a big hope, that there’s more room in my heart (not less) to be filled with and overflow fearless, uncalculated, powerfully unconditional, supernatural love?

This morning, during my 3 hours with all kids in school now that the summer months have begun, I decided to take advantage of the “just enough” time to go somewhere that could be potentially more restorative than my local Starbucks (I did make a stop there to pick up a venti iced coffee in place of my usual tall with a refill…), somewhere I could sit and hear God and feel His Presence with me, without automatically “going to work” on laptop.  There will be time for that, or Starbucks at night, or hiding in my office when the kids are preoccupied or asleep… But not always time for “this” sorta getaway…

And so I’ll close quickly close by sharing about Crescent Beach…. This is a place where 3 times in a row I remember ending up at while attempting to actually meet people (or take my kids to) to a different local beaching popular for families with  more kids, a similar distance away yet also starting with “C”.  How frustrating it was each time I realized I ended up at the “wrong” beach and had to apologize to my kids about not getting to play on the sand with their friends after all, or not having that “kind” of sand on the other beach more conducive to building sand castles.

What I realized this morning was here was the perfect spot for me because of its less idealness for typical family fun… Because it would be quieter, less crowded, easily accessible, yet no less beautiful in its own right…

Plus considering I came 3x before each time having to rally myself and the kids up to “make the best of it,” I have the advantage of familiarity (which I realize is a big plus for me to feel at ease anywhere I go– ie I know where the washrooms are, and where if needed I could grab a bite to eat or some ice cream…)

Here’s to Pastor Steve’s newly coined phrase (after Danny Silk’s KYLO #keepingyourloveon): KYFO! #keepingyourFAITHon