I find myself living on a runaway train these days. I was on this runaway train right after Sarah Kate was born have jumped back on since school started. Everything is a blur of diapers, meals, kissing boo-boos, settling toy disputes, carpool, overseeing various educational pursuits, paying the electric bill and sweeping the kitchen floor, and any coherent thought I have beyond what to make for dinner is so fleeting I’m not even sure it was there. The runaway train isn’t bad–it is exactly what God has called me to in this season, but it doesn’t necessarily lead to much tangible productivity. If this train should happen to make a stop at the Blogging Station, you’ll be the first to know.