Weekly? Hah! Total abandonment of the schedule this time.
The need for courage scared me. Why did the Fates consider this one appropriate for the holidays?
Turns out I worried for nothing. There were the usual, typical glitches, but nothing we weren’t prepared for. The kids are getting older, so even those glitches were easier to handle. (Neither of them gets sick from reading in the car, so being unable to play the audiobook wasn’t an issue. Yay!) Maybe it was a way for the Fates to tell me to Be Prepared, which I was.
Faith is an odd one for me to work on. I suspect the intention something about your relationship with God, which is difficult for an agnostic. In some ways I’ve worked on it a lot this fall. Jane’s blog is great for faith-based tidbits that make me think.
Mostly, though, when I use the word “Faith” it’s in the phrase, “I have faith that…” I have faith that my kids will turn out well, despite my parenting mistakes. I have faith that my muses will return. (They did, and are waiting patiently for me to create more room for them.) It’s a way of saying that stressing out about something will likely cause more grief then letting it happen naturally. It’s not an excuse to do nothing. One of the reasons my kids are turning out so well is they know I care enough about them to work on it, even if I might not know the best way to do it. It’s just a handy place to put the worries while I deal with the parts I can actually do something about.
In the next week, I have faith that my schedule will eventually align so I can spend an afternoon downtown celebrating my birthday. I have faith that I will maintain my new housework and learning schedule, and the results will be worth it.
What does faith mean to you?