to you

I know you think me not so simple. Piano is being played in the background at the very moment
I write. I say that so you will understand my surroundings. Sunday mornings at my house are
my favorite. My mom is always practicing for church in her cute little robe, while dad is cooking
in flannel. Sunday mornings at my house exemplify what it is I am waiting for.


All I want is to get up and walk, come back to the house and sit on the porch drinking a cup a
coffee. I'd like to wake up at 5 in the morning, every day, to get a head start on the world. As I
am drinking my coffee I want to do a morning devotional. All this would be done by 7, and I
would then hop in the shower and get ready for the day. My days would consist of helping and
preparing events at church, as well as take sunny d's to my kid's soccer game. I'd be a regular at
the coffee shop where I would get in passing conversation with all the locals. During the summer
me and mine would run our youth camp. Oh, man.

What do I have though?
I have struggles to be the woman God desires me to be. I don't read my Bible as often as I
should. I have a huge problem with time management. My hair is always flying in 15 directions. I
lose 10 things a day. I never see my parents. Sometimes I hang out with people who I don't
influence in the right way enough. I'm usually tired and have 15 missed calls or texts. My room
makes it look like I live in a war zone. I don't know what to do about college. I can't find the time
to exercise. I don't study. I don't do enough homework.

God still loves me? My friends? Maybe I am an excellent actress. I am a simple, simple person. I
just can't figure out how to do everything. I don't even know how to speak.