Keep the Plates Spinning

I feel like my life is a plate spinning act right now. 

Paul and I are continuing our preparations for our move, though we still don’t have a move date, and I feel like I am running around trying to keep the different parts of my life moving.

So I run, from my family, to my studio, to packing. I give a little push to a plate full of stuff I have to sell. I spin my ideas of how exactly we’re going to make a living in Germany. I catch God’s promises and I reset them reminding myself: it’s got to keep going.

Sometimes though, I don’t make it. I forget to call that friend who has been on my mind. A birthday passes and I hear a crash behind me. The plate with a thank you card I intended to send out three months ago is still sitting on a table.

The good news is, this is only a season. The spining plates don’t have to spin forever, just until God’s timing is revealed. Then they will go into a suitcase and across the ocean. Some plates will even be left behind for someone else to spin.

So for now, I’ll keep spinning. I’ll run from preparing for the move to being fully present were I am. I’ll give a little engery to the plans to sell everything, and then lounge with my mom in the backyard. Through all of this I will know, everything’s moving.