"I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter, scraped over too much bread."I love that quote. J.R.R. Tolkien does such an excellent job of writing in a way that leaves me feeling his words. Well, these are the words I have felt, more than once, over these last two years. I want to do more, in both arenas, but there is simply, "too much bread."
Now, don't get me wrong. I don't regret the situation that I am in, and strangely, I haven't had one single "second thought." Seriously, not once have I thought to myself, "I shouldn't have done this... I shouldn't have said yes." I believe deeply that God has brought me to this place and that He has placed me in both of these positions... and yet... I am stretched.
Is God's grace sufficient?