Is 3 months a new record for not blogging?

So it's all change in the Lewis-Norman household. Steve and I have resigned our Youth Pastor positions at church and we're focusing on us as a family and us as followers of Jesus. I miss the young people so much and i have found myself dreaming for them and for the ministry - but then i stop because i promised i wouldn't think about it. It's a tough discipline.

Having stopped everything, i went through a period of time twiddling the preverbial thumbs and thinking, "so what exactly happens now?". It's a curoius thing to feel redundant. You'd think with all the extra time and headspace i'd turn into a supermum, blog once a day, email friends and family overseas, have the dinner on the table for when Steve and Jon come home from work, and set about fixing the house. I am enjoying my time with Megan more though, she's properly walking and saying new words (doddy - dog, bidy - bird, pinin - pingu, appy - nappy) and discovered the tantrum. And my marriage feels different too (better different).

When we first decided we needed time out i felt God clearly say that I was so much like Martha, and that was a really bad thing because i was basically ignoring Him. So my mission for the forseeable future is to become more like Mary - to sit at His feet and not to move until He tells me otherwise. It is a hard thing to do. So we started going to a house group before Christmas (which is lovely) and we went to church on Sunday for the first time since stopping (which was refreshing) and it feels like the big thaw is on.