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Plenty of to-do list surrounding me, but a few minutes of pause are available, so I will take them. Who knows how long I have before the battle begins again, right?
Wait. Let’s not call it a battle. I’ve had a couple of good reminders this morning about how great my job is.
And it’s not that I don’t like my job. I do like it. When I run into people from my life as a teacher, and they say “How are you?! We miss you! Do you miss it?” I pause. I DO miss those people. I have missed teaching. But I am so entrenched in my SAHM life now – in a good way – that it’s like thinking back to another lifetime. Life is so different today.
And is it a battle? A battle with time, for sure. I struggle against the minutes that rush by. Only 22 minutes until we have to leave for school. Only 47 minutes till bedtime and we just sat down to eat. Only 8 days till the birthday party. Only 3 weeks till VBS starts. Only a couple months before he won’t fit into this anymore. Only a few years to impart all I can to my oldest.
And on the flip side of that, we “can’t wait” till that day comes. Hopefully the house will be done in the next 5 months. Looking forward to seeing you when we come up for vacation in July. Can’t wait to meet your baby – are you STILL pregnant? When Daddy gets home, then maybe we can go to the park.
It’s a battle with time, no doubt. But I’d like to think of daily life a little differently. Not a battle. While my house does look like a WAR ZONE, it shouldn’t be a battle. Then what should I call it? I could liken it to a school: trying to teach my kids how to love, how to have compassion, how to clean their rooms. I might relate it to a game: attempting to stay one step ahead of my kids, strategizing my every move, and quickly – but carefully- choosing my next words so I can..what? Win? Well, sortof.
Really it’s just Life – in the fullest sense of the word. There is no one so full of life as a 4 year-old. There is no one who can remind you of the miracle of life, like a baby in your arms. There is no one who looks ahead to a life of possibilities like a 7 year-old.
Life lives here. Right now.
In my war zone –
toys strewn about,
yesterday’s clothes piled on top of the high laundry mountains that exude “life,”
open windows with the sunny breeze blowing in.
This is where Life lives.
And I love it.
It has been a busy one. It has been a struggle lately for me to find the right balance in the midst of a crazy schedule. I’ve had to put off writing, reading for pleasure, and networking. But I am attempting to hold on to this life and make each day count. I get frustrated when I can’t slow down time. I feel like a failure when it seems I’m losing the game. So I am especially thankful for moments like this, when I can step back and, well, enjoy my life.
This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.Psalm 118:24
What have you had to sacrifice lately so that life “right now” can be what it needs to be?