Silly.

I have one hundred huge projects due in the next four weeks. Really big ones. I felt chained to my desk this morning. I felt like I was wasting time all day. I felt useless as I prayed for peace. 

And then God was like, 

Silly girl.

And he sat me down on my bed and I breathed and sewed a little bit and it was gone. Well, almost. I will admit to a certain residual piece in my chest even right now, but for the most part I recognize that it is just me being ridiculous. I have done this every term. I have been overwhelmed with projects and people and things and perfection. I have been brimming. 

I will go to bed now. I will only care to a certain extent. I will live towards grace. I will recognize that the earth is just that, the earth, and I will not be here forever. I will wake up tomorrow and cherish a cup of coffee and my time with the Father. Then I will tackle things. I will conquer things. I will fail at things. 

I will be silly over silly things.

I'm only human after all.