It's just me. Again.

I've spent my entire life living by rules set by someone other than me. I've decided it's my turn to make the rules. And in honor of such a bold step on my part I begin with throwing out the rules. I have begun a video series titled "Lights Out" featuring a sleepy, mascara smeared, greasy haired, pajama wearing me. I'm praying to God this goes well. Tonight's episode of "Lights Out" is in 2 parts. An introduction: part 1 and An explanation: part 2 So let's begin ... shall we?

There are a gazillion pieces. Here. There. Under the couch cushion. And just as I start to gather them, I trip over one and the chosen few that were neatly tucked in my arms are now strewn about the room again. Of course, I'm refering to my thoughts. Well... maybe I'm refering to my plans. Then again - it's quite literally all the toddler toys we've acquired since Dec. 25th. And in the most figurative sense it's my brain in general. And there you have it. Scattered figuratively, literally, and even in being scattered, I'm scattered. If this doesn't make much sense to you - I say, "PRECISELY!" There are many things I'm lacking right now. Patience is a given. Focus is next on the list. Followed by wisdom. I firmly believe that wisdom is something God-given, acquired, retained, and exercised. And if wisdom is exercised then I'm certain I've lost my membership to that gym since I haven't been there in quite some time. Or an