I haven’t blogged in a long time. I’ve been a bit scattered, but not really more busy than normal. I guess I’ve just been thinking. I am enjoying a time in my life where there is not a lot to really worry about. Nothing has really changed from before except myself.
For example, in the past I’ve often caught myself identifying some upcoming event as the goal of daily living. Do you know what I mean? I look forward to the next holiday, the next birthday, the next vacation, the next appointment,… whatever. Not that looking forward to things is bad, but without that “goal” in mind, I can sometimes be kind of aimless.
For the time being, things are a bit different. Things are still scattered, but daily life is just… slower. More tangible and “present”.
Today I found myself suddenly in one of those lovely quiet spaces where I could simply enjoy. My kids were splashing in the tub and putting letters up on the walls. They played together, pretended to be boats, and enjoyed testing their Mommy’s limits (that is, until they crossed them). They slipped on the tiles, bonked heads, and consoled each other. They ran around like crazy people in their duck and monkey towels.
We had story time, and after putting Samantha to bed, Jaron and I stayed up for a while telling stories and singing songs to each other. Jaron told me about his little heart. First he informed me that he didn’t like going to the grocery store, Cookie Monster goes to the potty a lot, and that kicking yourself in the face isn’t nice. I was tracking with him so far.
Then, with his big serious eyes, he told me that he missed his Mommy, and that he was waiting for his Grandpas and Grandpas (which means all of the grandparents). I’m not sure what he meant by all that, but I believed him anyway and gave him a cheer-up hug. Of course, it worked instantly. Finally, he told me that the I needed to go to bed because in the morning the dogs would be there. And that’s where he lost me.
But I am so enjoying these little snapshots in time that are gone instantly but will stay with me forever. Days like these bring into focus what God has called me to in this season. They make me sigh with contentment and tremble at the responsibility. Seeing my husband and children with refreshed eyes stirs up in me a tremendous desire to “lead a life worthy of your calling, for you have been called by God.” (Ephesians 4:1)
Thankfully, He gives me all I need to succeed at this calling:
…and peanut butter and chocolate ice cream.