So, I went to Mommy School this weekend....

I had hoped to come back with fires blazing, my path more directed, I'm not sure that was the case.  What I came back with was a smile on my face, some interesting thoughts on the places the Lord puts me, knowledge that sometimes things I think might be uncomfortable just might fit like an old shoe, and a reiteration of something he's been telling me for a while now. "It's the task at hand, Marci.  It's the moments, the people, the day you're in.  You are in each one for a purpose, quit trying to skip ahead to find out where the story is going."

So here I am.  Saturday I was here with almost 5000 other great ladies.  I learned a lot.  I thought I'd share a small something that I thought was interesting...

Every Piece Counts.  Got 5 Minutes?  In 5 minutes you can...

...write a note to a friend.
...clean out a kitchen drawer.
...read a book to your child.
...ask your teenager's opinion.
...send your husband an email love letter.
...paint your nails.
...read an article or a blog to recharge your mommy batteries.

Every minute counts. 

So today I'm taking 5 minutes, starting now, to brush off my blog praise journal....

Living in a country where a huge group of women can gather to laugh, learn, and worship in freedom. 

Being valued enough as a wife and mother to be supported in my journey to figure out what other passions I might have.

Connecting with grown ups and with my own little people.

A husband who takes care of three little people and everything else so I can go.

Knowing when I get home everyone will be ok.

A mom who will pray for me all day and listen intently when I ramble on about my experiences.

A great great God who values me enough to call me his.

The three little people (and their daddy) who yell, whine, fuss, who make life chaotic and crazy.  Without them, I would not be on this blessed journey.