Yes, These are Crazy Days.
Life gets crazy sometimes and it gets crazy fast, out of nowhere. Kids get sick and when things turn into a true nut house parents get sick too. Car battery's die, laundry gets forgotten until someone NEEDS a particular shirt in thirty minutes, refrigerators leak water all over the floor, and your kid drops a heaping cup of milk off the table that catapults dairy up the wall and to the ceiling.
We spend too much money on something we don't need, we cut back our spending and try to make the budget work all over again. The dishes are high in the sink again, the floors are dirty again, the grass needs to be mowed again, and we do it. We wake up in the morning and we do it.
There are moments when it all seems too much and I crumble. I get angry. I snap at Phil and loose patience with the kids. I feel uneasy and purposeless and forget who I am.
There are moments when it all seems too much and I rest. I rest in the truth that God keeps us steady in Him. I rest in the responsibility and tackle tasks one at a time. I rest in knowing that even on our worst day we are provided for immensely. I rest and believe I am valued beyond all that I can't control. I remember my family is a gift and I treat them with the love I desperately feel for them, even when I'm frazzled.
In a rare quiet moment this morning I opened my Bible and read 1 Thessalonians 4:11-12. It says, "Make it your ambition to lead a quiet life, to mind your own business and to work with your hands, just as we told you, so that your daily life may win the respect of outsiders and so that you will not be dependent on anybody."
I was intrigued with the words, knowing that many days I struggle feeling like my life is not enough, that I am not making the mark I want to make in this world, that mothering and wifing feels insignificant. But I am confident that when I choose to rest in God in the midst of these unpredictable days that I am building something that will outlast accomplishment.
We are living these days, living these sometimes aimless, noisy, messy, cra-cra days in God's arms and I'm hugging Him back, tightly, today.
We spend too much money on something we don't need, we cut back our spending and try to make the budget work all over again. The dishes are high in the sink again, the floors are dirty again, the grass needs to be mowed again, and we do it. We wake up in the morning and we do it.
There are moments when it all seems too much and I crumble. I get angry. I snap at Phil and loose patience with the kids. I feel uneasy and purposeless and forget who I am.
There are moments when it all seems too much and I rest. I rest in the truth that God keeps us steady in Him. I rest in the responsibility and tackle tasks one at a time. I rest in knowing that even on our worst day we are provided for immensely. I rest and believe I am valued beyond all that I can't control. I remember my family is a gift and I treat them with the love I desperately feel for them, even when I'm frazzled.
In a rare quiet moment this morning I opened my Bible and read 1 Thessalonians 4:11-12. It says, "Make it your ambition to lead a quiet life, to mind your own business and to work with your hands, just as we told you, so that your daily life may win the respect of outsiders and so that you will not be dependent on anybody."
I was intrigued with the words, knowing that many days I struggle feeling like my life is not enough, that I am not making the mark I want to make in this world, that mothering and wifing feels insignificant. But I am confident that when I choose to rest in God in the midst of these unpredictable days that I am building something that will outlast accomplishment.
We are living these days, living these sometimes aimless, noisy, messy, cra-cra days in God's arms and I'm hugging Him back, tightly, today.
Comments
Post a Comment