Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Questioning everything

Do you ever wonder if what you have to offer is ever going to be enough?

How do you put your marriage first when your kids demand every second of your attention?

When do you stop feeling guilty about wanting time alone when everyone around you needs something?

What is it like to have a balanced life where you feel like each part of your life is where it needs to be?

How do you let go of the stuff that bothers you even when you know it's not really that big of a deal?

Where do you start when someone asks if you're okay but you're really not?

What defines "okay" anyway?

At what point in your life do you start to believe that you are actually capable of raising Godly children?

When can you just let go of wanting to be someone better than who you already are?

How do you vent about something trivial to someone who is going through something much worse than you?

Where do you find the time to really enjoy your children and hear them laugh and enjoy the inquisitive questions they ask, simply because they want to know why?

How do you ignore a mess and just sit with your kids and show them quality time is more important than quantity of time?

Why is it so hard to admit you're struggling?

Why does everything sound great in your head and then play out so much differently in reality?

When is enough enough and someone has to draw a line and insist on change?

How can a house be so loud at 7:15 and you wish for silence and silence be so loud at 9:00 that you can't wait to hear the noise the next day?

When is okay to admit that your life is nothing like you thought it would be and you are not sure you are running in the right direction?

What do you do when you have way more questions than answers?

2 comments:

Abby and Jacob said...

Um, I was hoping that at the end of this post you would have answers to all these questions :) Let me know when you get it figured out and save me the headache of trying to figure it out myself!

Brittany @ The Rollins World said...

How I usually respond: cry, throw a little tantrum that my girls will later show back to me, pray, cry some more, ask for their forgiveness, cry, pray again, and trust God will do a work in our lives.