Tuesday April 12, 2011
I wanted to simplify. Desperately.
But that was the week that was – it wasn’t the week to expect simple.
Oh, how I longed to turn everything off and sit. Rest, bask in my loved one’s love and in the presence of the Father.
But, no. Not last week. It wasn’t going to happen. Long-time commitments shoved those desires aside, for me and for my husband.
So, what did I do? I stilled long enough to remember the lesson. It wasn’t learned easily; after years of an often hustle-bustle life and plenty of weeks like last one, we figured out how to make it through.
We hang on. And we talk about it.
Instead of fretting over what we both know we can’t change, we spend time saying, “Won’t it be nice to just sit at home – together?” We don’t just think it, we spend time saying it. And across the time divide, there are stolen hugs and kisses, reminding us who’s waiting.
There are those seasons in life that are unavoidably busy, hectic, and frustrating. Moving season, filled with boxes and chaos. Tax seasons for accountants. Big family celebration times for moms who plan them. Play seasons for drama teachers.
You can stew and fret through those times or you can hang on and remind yourself – and your loved ones – of what’s really important. And when we did the latter, a funny thing happened. I knew I missed him, but I just figured he was too busy to miss me! It was really nice to know I was missed, heartwarming even.
I hang on to the memory of slower, calmer times and the promise of future ones, but I mostly hang on to the One who is the strength of my heart. Because Psalms 73:26 reminds me, “My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.”
He’s the strength of my heart and my portion – my “enough” – through the calm and chaos of life.
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