Funny thing, though. Last Wednesday I literally prayed about my schedule.
I gave it all to God, and let Him help me prioritize everything.
And, the only thing I missed was nutrition class on Thursday evening.
We even found time to visit my parents on Saturday afternoon.
D. even had a "stomach thing" on Sunday, and we still made all our committments.
And then, Monday came...
...and I thought we were "home free."
Except everything we put off all weekend (and last week) was still there waiting to be done.
And the schedule doesn't let up.
So...what I learned last week is that I can find peace with a crazy schedule.
But the peace is not in the "control" of the schedule.
It's in the surrender.