I was talking to a woman this weekend (I told you, Doo-dah, that if you wouldn't blog about it, I would!) about her life. She has a stressful life. It's busy, crazy, and very, very productive. She doesn't like it. She's not, like, totally maniacally depressed or anything, but we spent a long time talking about how and if she could change it, just so she could feel more fulfilled about life and less stressed. She's the mother of 2 great kids, and her life basically revolves around getting these kids to where they need to be, and doing the variety of things for others that she feels she needs to do. It's all about them. Sometimes she feels that her life is never about her. In talking to her, it occurred to me that certainly her problem can't be unique. Women, mothers especially, are really good at giving service to others, and I actually believe that our lives shouldn't really be about us, they should be about others and Jesus Christ, you know, that whole "lose your life for my sake and ye shall find it" stuff. I really think that He means that. I believe it works. But sometimes, for whatever reason, with all the service we are doing, our souls still don't get fed. We are losing ourselves, indeed, but the finding, um, not so much. So I guess I want to know how you balance serving others and serving yourselves, or if our souls are only fed by the right kind of service. What is the right kind of service? Is there a wrong kind of service, a soul starving service? And in the midst of all of this service, do any of you take a break and really go for some soul food? If so, what is it? Do you have an equivalent of a soulful double fudge chocolate brownie? I, of course, told this woman to get a garden and grow some pumpkins. She didn't appreciate that (and she doesn't even have deer where she lives!). Then, of course, I told her she should blog. Given the fact that she hardly feels like she has time to breathe, let alone hang out on the stupid internet all day, that didn't go over very well either. Oh well. I tried my best to convert her. I guess there are just some things you have to learn for youself.