Or... thanks for hanging around, if you're still here.
I'm trying to get back on the blogging wagon. But before I do, I have a confession:
I. Am. A. Jerk.
Like, a big one.
I don't want to be, and I don't know what happened, but one day I woke up and there it was. Jerk-itis.
I've heard it said, "If the devil can't make you really bad, he'll make you really busy." And I guess that's where it started. Things got really busy and then they got really hard and, somewhere along the way, I forgot Who was running this show; I grabbed the reigns and started to run. In the middle of one of the most exciting times of my life, staring answered prayer after answered prayer in the face, I started fighting battles that weren't mine to fight and I lost myself. For a minute. *sigh.
So, I'm back. I'm feeling refreshed. And still.
For the record, I don't think 'be still' means to stand and wait. I think it's more like, "Be still your heart. Be still your crazy mind. Take My hand, sweet dodo, and let's go do this thing."