At the Start of the Week

Technically, the week starts on Sunday, so I'm already past the start of the week. The work week starts today, though, so I think this counts as the start of a week!

Although I can go backwards a bit: yesterday was good. I love the church family, I love my Sunday School class, I love singing with the congregation (I love that I can sing loudly and not worry about how my voice is sounding), I love that James is still preaching the resurrection, I love being surrounded by most of my favourite people. Then I was with friends for lunch, I went for a walk in the afternoon (there are geese at the pond), and I had Bible study in the evening.

This week looks busy, so far. There are some long days in it, but not bad days. Tonight and tomorrow I for sure have to work late, Thursday I have evening plans, and Friday is the start of the spring conference at the church. I've been looking forward to the conference since someone first mentioned the possibility of having Dr. Street come up to do a conference on mental illness. It will make for a busy weekend, but one that I will enjoy. I don't often make it to the entire spring conference because of work and stuff, but I booked the weekend off as soon as this one was announced.

The week is starting well: The sun is shining and the current forecast is for sunshine and mild temperatures all week. There are birds singing outside my window. It feels like a good day.

I don't know what will happen this week, or how things will work out with my meetings, appointments, students, teachers, home school room, or anything else. I'm working on focusing on today and right now, and not worrying about later. I'm working on remembering that some things are my responsibility and some things are God's responsibility, and taking care of my stuff and leaving God's stuff up to Him. Sometimes this is more challenging than others, but overall I think I'm getting better at it.

Right now, things are good. I'm going to leave for work soon, and I'm going to enjoy the walk (on nice days, I walk part way to work; I miss that walk when I don't get it), and the rest of everything will take care of itself.