Irl

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.

—1 Corinthians 13:1

I know plenty of people who give the very best of themselves to what they’re putting on the internet, and their church, their friends, or their family gets the scraps. I know that there is never enough time, never enough energy, never enough of everything to go around.

There’s only one way I’m going to make the math work in my life: IRL (In Real Life) above all else. If I can’t be present and available every second to the great powerful vortex that is the internet, that’s going to have to be okay. You can trust that I’m reading board books to Mac or sounding out Spiderman books with Henry. I’m with my husband or my friends, people who know me well and keep me sane. When things get crazy, I’ve learned to dig even more deeply into IRL.

The best of me is not in my books and not on my blog. The best of me is what I give to my husband, our boys, our families, our dear friends. In a season that sometimes feels stretched to breaking, I won’t allow them to suffer. My first priority is and will always be IRL.