The Merry, Merry Month of May

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.  

Then one day, the calendar is empty, and the green and the daisies and the sunsets are still here,

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.

Be blessed,

Ginger