Letdown

It's probably normal to feel a letdown upon completing a difficult season. This past semester was the most demanding I've ever had (as far as workload is concerned). And though it's only been a week, I feel I've done next to nothing since graduation. In actuality, I've driven Mom & Dad back to the airport, watched Joshua all day on Tuesday, kept Lydia at home, and I've begun reading for summer classes. Yet I've mainly goofed off. I have things I want to do and need to do, but haven't done.
Too hard on myself? No, I don't think so. What I've been feeling this week is not guilt--rather, it's a conviction of the Spirit.

Earlier today, I read an account of a housewife who felt pulled in a hundred directions by her obligations and by the many distractions that drain her energy. She didn't mind being drained of her energy... it was the purposelessness of such draining that bothered her. Intentionally giving of oneself, she said, leaves one feeling refreshed. She, however, felt that her unfocused busy-ness resulted in her energy being siphoned away--like water going down the many holes of a drain.

That's how I feel--unfocused.
It shows in that I don't even know what to write about in this blog.

One portion of my daily prayers is taken from Psalm 90. It says:

May the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us.
Establish Thou the work of our hands.
Establish Thou the work of our hands, dear Lord.

Part of God's establishing the work of our hands must be to show us what work
we should do in the first place!
Oh God, may I live with purpose. May that purpose be You.
Sound vague? I think it leaves room for individuality while making sure we stay on course. "Living for God on purpose" sounds like a pretty good way to live.