What to Do When You Hit a Wall

These past four weeks have been quite the wild ride...

From going on a long-anticipated trip with my mom where we got to experience the Grand Canyon, Bryce, Zion, and Lake Powell together (this photo is my favorite from our trip) to offering a special free class to all of you on 3 Mistakes That Keep You Crazy Busy (and How God can Help) to then flying back to the Pacific Coast to speak at a conference.

Against this backdrop, I was continuing to focus on getting seven hours in bed (with all the time zone changes that didn't equate to seven hours of sleep, but I was at least horizontal), exercising regularly, keeping in touch with friends, staying involved in my church, serving my coaching clients, and being open to the huge influx of new client inquiries that have come in.

"Flying by the seat of my pants" is a phrase that I next to never use to describe myself.

But those words have come out of my mouth at least twice in the past month.

Up until this week, I've been able to stay quite level headed through applying the time investment techniques I have shared openly with all of you for years:

• Focusing on my top work priorities: I knew what was most important to get done, focused on that and said, "No," to or have delayed other items.

But this week, I hit a wall.

I knew that starting next week, I'll be able to reduce my hours back down to my personal healthy set point of about 45 per week. Within that time, I'll also have more breathing room to get work done at a less intense pace and fewer calls scheduled.

But this rational assurance that I simply had a few more days to go so I needed to just suck it up and should be grateful because so many people have much harder lives than me just didn't cut it.

Something inside of me wanted to mutiny.

I was just so exhausted...

The travel, the trying to get my body back on the right time zone which made me feel like I was waking up at 4 a.m., and the almost back-to-back personal and professional commitments.

The only thing that actually comforted my soul as I was laying in bed thinking about everything that loomed over the course of the day was to cry out to God.

To let Him know that I was so tired... I just didn't want to...

I knew there was relief coming very soon, but right here and right now, I just needed help to not only get through the day but to do so with peace and joy.

And He answered...

Letting me know that I didn't need to feel guilty that some of my misestimation had lead to this week being so intense. Reassuring me that it was OK to admit that I was really tired, that just because some people have it even harder didn't invalidate my experience, and encouraging me to rest in Him and allow His strong and yet sweet and gentle love to carry me over these few days.

From that place of humility and weakness, I was able to lean on the Lord's strength and to not only get through, but also truly enjoy the end of this week.

I saw Him come through--orchestrating my days more perfectly than I could ever have planned and giving me supernatural peace.

The reason I share this with you is that for those who are open to hearing it, I want to give you the whole truth of how life actually works for me.

This week was a perfect example of how my relationship with God was the answer to my biggest time management challenges.

Yes, there's so much that I do from a strictly time investment point of view.

But especially as I begin to take on bigger and better things, I come to the end of my human understanding.

At the end of myself, I find God is more than enough.