Somebody Slow Down This Train... I Want OFF!

Not really. ;)    But seriously.....Who put my life in SUPER SPEED? Was it God? Hmm... umm, no. I think that's ALL ME. I have this habit of agreeing to take on any project, a deep-seated need to please and juggle every single client who needs a home, and an overwhelming desire to make every moment super terrifically memorable for my family and friends. I can't tell you how I became this way, but I can assure you that every once in a while, it catches up with me, and I wake up to find there's no more "get up and go" in the tank and I'm forced to "sit still" for a day or so to catch my breath. Now that... that's all God. I'm pretty sure of it.

He's REALLY good at getting my attention, once I'm forced to slow down. Like today. The last two weeks have been some of the busiest of the year for real estate (and my lovely and beautiful helper, Renea, has been enjoying some well-deserved down-time at the beach). That has been bookended by two of the busiest and eventful family week-ends EVER in my life. EVER. Family grad dinners, prom, first college graduation of an offspring, daughter's 19th birthday in the middle of the week, cleaning of house for said off-spring's graduation party, HUGE party with 80+ friends, family & DJ, Kevy Kev famous breakfast for 15, more cleaning.... followed by COLLAPSE.

This morning I intended to get up, do a LONG list of work items, help get Andrew packed to move back to Boone for the summer, help Alex with a few promised items, and I have accomplished ZIP, NOTHING, NADA. I can't get off the couch, nor can I focus. But I have had that still, small voice whispering, then shouting loudly over the pounding migraine... "Come to me, my child. I can give you rest. I am here. Look at me. Call out to ME. I AM."

As I'm sitting here, my current favorite song comes to me.

ONE THING REMAINS
Higher than the mountains that I face
Stronger than the power of the grave
Constant through the trial and the change
One thing… Remains 

Your love never fails, never gives up
Never runs out on me

On and on and on and on it goes
It overwhelms and satisfies my soul
And I never, ever, have to be afraid
One thing remains

Thank goodness for Christ's never giving up on me. Don't get me wrong... I KNOW how totally and completely blessed my family is and has been. If you don't know me well though, I have CONTROL issues. To the point sometimes I reach a total collapse... I have to come crawling back to Christ and be forgiven. He knows that no matter how many times I'm reminded, I always continue to hold ALL the reins too tightly and be the control freak that I am, only to have Him remind me that I'm NOT ultimately in control. He is. All we have to do is stop, slow down, and hear that still, small voice. 

This is the P.S.  ... let me say before I am shot by my closest, and dearest friends, and my dear hubby... that ALL of the above events would NOT have happened without their help and assistance. And for that... you all have my undying gratitude. Cap & gown pick ups, barbecue transports from Wilkesboro, untold hours of cleaning by my kids, hubby & Steve 'THE MAN' Fishel; homemade ice cream, cookie dough dip, meatballs, mac & cheese casserole, cakes, fruit platters, etc deliveries... food that HELPED feed that great crowd and make it a stunning evening; besties found cleaning after I had been enjoying the karaoke, etc. You, my dear friends and family, ROCK. And I am so thankful for each of you. We've made some more great memories for this, our 25th year as a family, as we have all been freewheelin' through this thing called life.