It feels a little embarrassing to admit this, but I used to spend Saturday mornings feeling so much tension and breathlessness. I’d sip my coffee on the couch, often holding back tears. I felt a certain kind of stress that was truly a blessing, but in the moment, felt like a burden—there were too many things I wanted to do. And too little time.

Saturdays are my favorite day of the week. There are no signs of the Sunday scaries, the work week is behind me, and there’s nothing but possibility for how I could spend my day. 

But that’s exactly the problem—I want the day to unfold ten different ways. 

I want to write, read, collage, and dream. 

I want to try a new coffee shop on my own, and I want to meet a friend at another.

I want to stay home to enjoy my space, and I want to get out to explore the world. 

I want to be moving, walking, and stretching, and I want to be resting, napping, enjoying the comfort of my bed. 

I want to try a new restaurant, and I want to cook through my Defined Dish cookbooks. 

All these desires and possibilities feel like such a conflict of interest. They seem at odds with each other, impossible to work together. Because in the same breath I want to take life by the horns and retreat from the world to recuperate from the past week. 

I haven’t quite figured it out, but I have come to believe this:

It’s okay to want all these things and to want them at once. Being multi-passionate is a blessing, even when it feels like a curse. I was made this way on purpose, and that’s something to celebrate and honor. So instead of letting the Saturday stressies consume me, I’m trying my best to release it all and start with the question: what’s right in front of me? What sounds fun, joyful, lifegiving? Where do I want to begin?

I don’t have to have the whole day planned out—there’s joy in letting it unfold mysteriously and spontaneously. I’ve found that God meets us in the middle of multiple desires, of the tension of multi-passionate hearts, and the questions of how to spend a Saturday.

If you’ve ever felt this way, too, I’ll ask the same question that’s been helping my heart: what sounds fun to you? That’s a great place to start. xo