Though for several reasons it shouldn't be, May is one of my favorite months.
It's a month of new green, daisies in ditches, lavender sunsets, misty sunrises.
It's also a month when those things whiz by, glanced at in passing as we dash from one end-of-school responsibility to the next.
and I breathe deeply for the first time in a long time.
In Dickens-ish terms, this school term was the best of years and the worst of years, much I would deem successful and much that I'd deem..not so much.
On the personal front, there's much I learned and much I'm still muddling (muddying?) through.
2013 is half over (!!!), and in it, I've pondered what makes a good pastor and what women's ministry looks like and how one navigates teens and mid-life and whether I really am a speaker or a blogger or a teacher.
I've chewed on 1 John and wondered if I love people, really.
I'm still thinking and praying, but now it's from the porch
with a view of new green and daisies and lavender.