Making Time For Me.

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Busyness runs in my genes. Running around like a chicken with your head cut off was invented by my family. My mother actually does it best. It’s like she always has something to do. And it’s not just something, it’s like the-worlds-going-to-end if she doesn’t do it kind of thing. As you can probably imagine, that gets quite stressful. So since the busyness gene was passed down to me, I try to make a point to carve out some “me” time. “Me” Time #1: The 1st “me” time I turn to is actually not me time at all. It’s actually “our” time. Me and God. Losing myself in His ... Continue Reading...