When I first began blogging, I made a promise to God and to myself that I would not allow blogging to deplete from my relationship with God or my family.

“You’re always on the computer and your phone,” are words I never want to hear from my kids. And when I ask myself, “What is it that you regret from yesterday?” the answer is always the same. When I fail to be present in body, mind, and heart with my family.

I do want my kids to say, “My mom was always available.” Holding true to that, in reality, means I’m not always consistent online. However, it means I am consistent with my family at home, and faithful in my walk with God.

To my blog readers and newsletter subscribers, I want to apologize. But I also want to say, I do not think you would want it any other way.

Sometimes life gets full of unplanned interruptions, messes, and responsibilities, and I have to let some things go in order to hold on to what’s most important.

With that said, I’ve not blogged in almost two months. I’m beginning again, starting with this post, and I have a plan for what’s coming next.

I’ve taken breaks from blogging before, and then returned after a while. But this time is different. I haven’t been idle. I’ve been quite busy, actually. But the kind of busy I rather call “engaged” because I’ve said “yes” to the right things and “no” to the right things.

Living intentionally takes practice.

I’ve taken inventory of my life, seeking answers about what I am supposed to do with what’s in my hands right now. And also asking myself, “What is it that you really want?”

I can honestly say, I have answers. It’s been a long process to get to this place, but I’m ready to run my race again — without the unnecessary weights that entwine and entangle these running legs.

But more about that soon. I will say, amongst many other things, I’ve made a decision to go deep here. I want to go deeper rather than wider. Which means I’m invested in the readers who are with me, rather than chase all the ones that aren’t.

Stick with me, and I’ll tell, rather show you what that really means.

Sincerely yours,

 

Michele-Lyn Ault