Busy Haze…..

So last week I had this great thought while doing a country trip for work. You know the kind- brilliant but now you can’t remember. Yeah, it was one of them. And since it still escapes me, I’m using that as my excuse for not posting last week 😉

PhotoCred: asiaone.com

So, I’ve really not a lot to say but since I’m sitting in a hospital weighting room- I figure it’s the perfect time to write since I’ve been complaining about being busy. 
That word- Busy!

We all use it

We all complain about it

But we often don’t do anything about it.
We just keep on, keeping on. No changes to systems, processes, lifestyle, beliefs. And then we wonder why are we always so busy?
I think it’s due to a few things… hold tight…. I’m not going to pull any punches 😉😂😂

We might have a fear of missing out (FOMO) so we overcommit and sadly under deliver on our life’s to-do list in both the big and small things. 

We may be disorganized and pull others into the vortex of mess. Or others pull us into theirs. (Hate that!)

We may not know how to use the word ‘no’ and therefore say ‘yes’- when ‘no’ is the right, appropriate, and perfectly appropriate answer. 
We don’t know what we want, why we’re here and what to do; so we do a bit of everything. Thinking, the perfect ‘it’ will shine a light and bring an ‘ah ha‘ moment. So this is what I was born for.

What I’ve learnt is that in the busyness of life, we rarely find purpose. With purpose often comes purposeful activity, but busyiness is more a haze filled existence than a purposeful full life. Hope your tracking with me.

I believe God wants us to find our purpose in Him and from there live, the life He is calling us to and do the things He’s asking of us. 

For this we need to learn how to create margin around our life so that we have the space to lean into Him. To ask Him the big questions. To discover the answers big and small in a stillness. Not necessarily quite, no necessarily relaxing doing nothing, but a place of peace and calm within. While we accomplish all we need to. 

So sorry- you still need to go to work, do the dishes and the laundry. But you also need to drop out of your days and weeks some not importants so to find space for the vitals. Spending time with Him is a vital. And often is the first thing to go when we get busy. 

So I’m encouraging you and myself, to create margin, cut what need to go and implement what adding. 
Then maybe we’ll all feel less busy and more productive. 
Until next time

Happy Pondering xx

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Daisy Chain

Earlier in the week I was walking up and down the street, when the little boy who lives opposite our place, who’s 5, gave me a few daisies. As I talked with his mum, Josie, Master 5 brought more and more flowers until I had a handful. 

Master 5 handful of flowers

Josie commented to me that she’d made his big sister- Miss 7 her first daisy chain on the weekend. Master 5 not wanting to miss out requested (or demanded😉) that mum make him one too.

Josie said they where amazed

Ahhh so funny, how something as simple as a daisy chain can appear to be a great wonder. 

And here is why I think it’s like that. Master 5 and Miss 7 still looks at the world with childlike wonder. And why wouldn’t they no jobs, bills or relationship dramas to deal with. But we, the old ones of this story , we get tainted with the grim of daily life. We forget our wonder, we forget to be in awe. We may have even lost all hope of looking at the world around us and seeing the good, the beautiful, the amazing and the unexplainably delightful. 

I’d like to propose that this is more because of how we choose (or default) to living each day. If we look for the negative we find it. If we look for the positive, we’ll see it. If we hunt for the wonderment we had when we here kids we’ll discover it. 
So what are you defaulting to today? Wonder and awe or despair and negativity. 
And my next big power question sequence is:

Are you happy with this?

Do you want it to change?

What you going to do about that?
And maybe the toughest when you going to start and how you going to keep yourself on track?
I’m not foolish enough to believe I can bring change to my world totally independent of help. I know, I have to make the choose and the buck stops with me, but I also know that sometimes you need to enlist a cheer squad, a coach and a water boy to keep you on the field of play. Cause as soon as you hit the bench for timeout and an breather; you going backwards. 

I don’t know about you- but my most loyal companion is God, I mean He is always there- me I can wander away, distance myself or forget to call on Him at times, not wanting to be a burden. But He is always there. And He sees it all so differently.


As it says in James- draw near to me and He’ll draw near. It not that He’s waiting for you to make the first move. Instead He is always calling to come closer, but will it grab you and demand you to. Instead He extends an invitation. So today, I encourage you accept it. Draw near to Him, let God show you the wonder that exists in Him and in the world around you. 

Until next time 

Happy Pondering xx

A year…. how has that happened!

So 12 months ago today I said, ‘before we go to the water’s edge ; I want to go take a picture of that driftwood teepee on the beach‘. 

Photo Cred: me… 1 minute after my fall

Well I never made it to the water that day. And it’s hard to fathom that 12 months has gone past since. I have found that I have a strange gratitude what this season has brought. I mean when the MRI said I’d done my LCL, ACL, Meniscus and had a bakers cyst and something wrong with my patella. Firstly, I didn’t know what it all meant; thankful for my docs mini knee to show me thou. When your whole body head plants into the sand because everything from your left knee down stays firm; while the rest of your body falls without being able to brace yourself. Then your head and neck stop first before the rest of you …kinda whipped around and you sit up, going I heard something, grabbing your knee, expecting another wave of pain to hits which never lands. Then it’s strange to say you have gratitude. But I do. So therefore I’ll happily embrace the weirdness of it all. 

Let me say this straight.

I’m not happy I was hurt. I’m thankful it wasn’t worst. 

I’m not thankful it has been a slow slow slow recovery- I’m thankful I am recovering (115 days since surgery, not that I’m counting😉 , and I’m still using walking aids BUT each day there is improvement 😀and patience which grows🤔). 

I’m not thankful it hurts my brain to have to think so determinedly about each step; I’m thankful I still have capacity to do other things while this requires so much of me. 

I’m not thankful for all the times I felt like I’ve been doing this season alone; I’m thankful for those who celebrated my mini achievements as if I’d accomplished something world changing. 

I’m not thankful for the expenses associated with getting better (especially the month off without pay-ouch!); I’m thankful that I’m not financially stressed and have peace while I walk (😉)this though. 

I’m not thankful I had my first every overnight stay in hospital since being born; I’m thankful for our public health system which meant I could have my operation and the fabulous surgeon, doctors and nurses.  

I’m not thankful I had to have surgery; I’m thankful that God conquered a fearful situation in that operating room. 

I’m not thankful for having to face some major hurdles over the last 12 months; I’m thankful God carried me over each one of them. 

The strangest things is that doing my knee was just another things in a long list of  stuff that unfolds in life (we all have ups and downs hey!). But instead of finding myself in a pit of self pity- I found myself in a cacoon on contentment; when it make ab-so-lute-ly no sense. And I don’t recall making some big declaration to face it that way. When storms raged around and within- we can laugh when we might otherwise cry when we have an unshakable peace within us. For me that’s been Jesus.
So I’d be glossing over the hard times of the last 12 mths if I didn’t say that many times I just wanted to cry, give up and wallow. If I don’t say that I had many many challenges on all fronts to content with. That at times instead of being greeted with care, concern or even compassion, I was meet with contempt, judgement, condemnation and weighty expectations; which made me feel alone; really alone. 
But you know, I’ve been saying this off and on over the last 12 mths. We get to choose how we respond. And as my mentor said to be years ago. ‘Sometimes in life, the way people treat you, shows you who you don’t want to be‘. So there it is; the manure stinks but it gives nutritional value to the soil. So for all the poop that this year has brought, thank you for fertalizing my life. You wanted to bring stench to my world, but instead I’m better because of you. What was a tripping hazard- has instead propelled me into a new season. 
So while I’m not thankful that tree tripped me; I’m thankful for the awesome photo I have to mark the start of a season which had brought many unexpected things of value into my world. 
Thank you teepee, thank you left knee, thank you JC. ( sorry for my little rhyming). 
I have seen over this last little while this verse in action romans 8:28.


While they weren’t good on there own; they have been knotted into the fabric of my world and the pattern has been enhanced because of them. 

So….Happy Anniversary Knee- we are stronger than we were 12 months ago and we are going from strength to strength. Looking forward to many adventures over the coming days, years and decades. Here’s to being whole and healed! 
Thank you Lord, for always being with me, even when I tried to do it alone over this last season. You have been my everything. So thankful to do life with you xx

Until next time …. Happy Pondering !!