Finding a Balance

I still love my job. I love it to the point that I don't call it "work." When I leave The Hubster each morning I say, "I'm going to school. See you tonight." It's school, it's not work.

I'm having the difficult task of trying to find a good balance between family, church, school, and classes. At this point, my proverbial see-saw is loaded down on one side. I need a bigger kid to come jump on the other side and bounce some of this stuff away so I can feel somewhat normal.

My kids in the youth at church miss me (which, I never in a kajillion years thought would happen). I miss them, too. Plus, we are in the process of trying to go to 16 hours a week with prayer and worship, with the goal of eventually moving out of the building and establishing a House of Prayer in Pine Bluff with 24/7 prayer and worship. So far, we have six two-hour sets per week. My husband leads one set with a team and our associate pastor and his wife lead another set. The rest are led using an i-Pod and a screen with prayer targets. They take place from 6am to 8am each morning. I'm on my husband's team, but all this has forced me to take a hiatus from leading worship. I chose to be a teacher, but the location of my school is what impedes my ability to lead worship on a consistent basis.

You could say I'm already in the market for another job closer to the church. We are also trying to buy property to build a house in White Hall. I'm really counting on a job opening up in WHSD. All the eggs are going into that basket. If something doesn't open up, I guess I could always look at SEARK. Teaching on the college level could be fun. If that doesn't pan out, I may have to abandon teaching for a season and be a mental health care paraprofessional. It's not ideal, but it is a guarantee if I can't get a teaching job.


I'm also finding that the busier I become with all of this, the more my little creative person wants to get out. I'm having such a huge desire to paint these days, knowing that I don't have time for it. I just want to sit down at the easel, put on some music, and create something. I'm also wanting to take some piano lessons and make The Hubster teach me some more guitar. I have all this creative energy and if something doesn't give, I am going to explode like Peter Petrelli.

But I'm not complaining.

I'll post pics later of my Wheel and my room.