Some projects are started with the best of intentions. I bought all the items and accessories for scrapbooking many years ago. I had every intention of documenting every precious moment of the lives of my children. Then life got in the way and I only completed one scrapbook, from one vacation, over 10 years ago. I haven’t touched any of the items in the beautiful scrapbooking briefcase I had to have since then. I now own some beautiful scrapbooking pens which are dried up and unuseable, but at the price I paid for the pens I will not throw them away.

My blog suffers from the same intentions. I read lots of other blogs from Moms and Pastors and People, even a blog from a toddler and from a dog named Boo. I thought I had something to add to the conversation about life. I still think I do have something to add to the blogsphere, but I lack the discipline to stay with it. I’m going to keep on trying.

Ministry this week meant spending a lot of time in the car. I used my day off to attend a preaching seminar in Topeka. As my dear son said to me, “Mom, if you’d don’t know enough about preaching by now, you will never learn it.” He’s probably right, but I keep trying to learn and grow even in the life of ministry which are most familiar. Tuesday I went to Ottawa to learn more about the latest updates to our health insurance. Thursday was spent back in Topeka with the Kansas East Board of Ordained Ministry. (Lovingly referred to as BOOM by all the candidates who appear in front of us.) Next week I fly off to Dallas for three days of training with my new position on BOOM as Vice-Chairperson. Three days locked in the DFW Marriott with United Methodist pastors. I know you are jealous. I can feel your envy through the computer.

In the midst of all the windshield time I had the chance to enjoy the beautiful autumn leaves along Interstate 70. I’m going to figure out how to load a picture on here today before I leave the building. (Or maybe not. I have tickets to an actually first run movie with my hubby of 25 years and two months.) In all the busyness of life, I hope you are finding something to love. I also hope you also find something which you are still trying to accomplish. Never stop setting goals for yourself. When I have failed at a goal I have I set I usually discover that I set the wrong goal. Upon reflection I usually learn that I needed to set a more specific or detailed goal.

My goal today is to go to movie with my husband, eat some popcorn, complain about the cost of popcorn and to hold the hand of someone who loves me. This goal sounds very attainable and realistic.

In the middle of life.

Shelly