The past month or so I have been pondering this idea in one form or another.
"What exactly does a life well lived look like - for me?"
The answers I have been coming up with show how very far I see that I need to grow. However, is not acknowledging the fact that you need to grow the first step?
I need to become more organized: with my time and my space.
I need to become more purposeful. Why am I doing what I am doing? What motivates me to live this crazy, fast-paced life? Am I the kind of wife and mother I want my daughter to one day become?
Is God happy with what I am doing with all of the blessings He has given me?
My next step is to take action on these things.
I have started a few small steps.
I aspire to keep moving forward, sometimes slowly, and perhaps sometimes quickly. But always moving forward. Because there is no standing still in this life.
I am sure that, sooner than I realize, my time here will be over.
When I stand before God, I do so want to be able to say, "You gave me this. And here is what I added to it."
I dread having to say, "You gave me so much. And I wasted it all."
