Faith hitting pavement- Heavy loads

I'm not sure why I challenge myself to carry a million things upstairs when it time to go up. Perhaps I am to lazy to take more than one trip, ask for help or take unnecessary things that could stay downstairs.

So there I am a one women juggling act carrying more than it is safe to, more than my arms can handle and sometimes leaving a trail of socks and toys along the journey up.

Today as my feet hit the pavement ( or treadmill) I thought about something that Caleb said as I tried to do my daily juggling act.

He said " Mommy, you sure carry a lot of stuff." My immediate response was " your right son, I do carry a lot of stuff, because I am a mommy." Only I wasn't thinking about the things in my hand.

So if you are a mommy, and are like me, I am sure you also carry a lot of stuff too. But I have to ask you (myself) a question. The stuff you are carrying, is it because you are to prideful to ask for help? To lazy to take another trip? Or is it even your stuff.. burden to carry? Or perhaps it isn't really that important and the stuff can be left downstairs for another day?

Good questions to ask yourself, and perhaps after some pondering there are things that don't need to be carried.

Praying a lighter load for you... xoxoxoxo
Moni