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Last week was whirlwind week of schedule clashes, flat tires, kids, school, jobs, missing chocolate bars, impatient mothering, and all around fails.
I also attended an amazing jujitsu seminar with Kelley Farrell. She is a phenomenal teacher and the day was so full of things to learn and people and colors and thoughts and smells, compounded by the week of people and colors and half completed thoughts that after the seminar I had to decompress with a solo run under a blue gorgeous sky.
As I ran along my brain bumped along over my fails; last week's share of fails being larger than my general average afforded my brain plenty of bumps to run with. Parenting fails, work fails, schedule fails, friendship fails...
Maybe that's why I love floor exercises in karate and drilling in jujitsu so much. You get to do the same move over and over, making corrections each time. It's tiring but each move teaches you about how much more you can improve for the next move. Cathartic and joyful. A sort of re-wind option that life generally doesn't provide.
Or maybe it does, Prayer can be the same way; tiring, yet cathartic and joyful. God's mercies never end, so it's a renewing- every time.
On the missing chocolate? My husband had found my stash of chocolate bars and to tease me unknowingly put his offspring in great danger by relocating the stash and going his merry way. Luckily, before I had time to build a medieval rack for thorough questioning of each chocolate-theft-denying child, I messaged my husband with my intent to do so.
Text messaging between spouses? Neither a re-winding nor a renewing but a reprieving, rescuing redemption from chocolate-less ranting reprobation.
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Last week was whirlwind week of schedule clashes, flat tires, kids, school, jobs, missing chocolate bars, impatient mothering, and all around fails.
I also attended an amazing jujitsu seminar with Kelley Farrell. She is a phenomenal teacher and the day was so full of things to learn and people and colors and thoughts and smells, compounded by the week of people and colors and half completed thoughts that after the seminar I had to decompress with a solo run under a blue gorgeous sky.
As I ran along my brain bumped along over my fails; last week's share of fails being larger than my general average afforded my brain plenty of bumps to run with. Parenting fails, work fails, schedule fails, friendship fails...
Maybe that's why I love floor exercises in karate and drilling in jujitsu so much. You get to do the same move over and over, making corrections each time. It's tiring but each move teaches you about how much more you can improve for the next move. Cathartic and joyful. A sort of re-wind option that life generally doesn't provide.
Or maybe it does, Prayer can be the same way; tiring, yet cathartic and joyful. God's mercies never end, so it's a renewing- every time.
On the missing chocolate? My husband had found my stash of chocolate bars and to tease me unknowingly put his offspring in great danger by relocating the stash and going his merry way. Luckily, before I had time to build a medieval rack for thorough questioning of each chocolate-theft-denying child, I messaged my husband with my intent to do so.
Text messaging between spouses? Neither a re-winding nor a renewing but a reprieving, rescuing redemption from chocolate-less ranting reprobation.
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