Word to the Wise...Wisdom in the Waiting
I don’t like waiting. I mean let’s be honest though, does anyone really like waiting? You should also know that I am a fast walker, like really fast. My kids have a hard time keeping up with me at the grocery store or shopping at the mall. This trait isn’t always positive as I have often found myself making careless mistakes, not communicating well, misplacing things or missing important details due to always being in a hurry. This ends up with me overwhelmed with my day, because I didn’t leave any margin between commitments and activities, frustrating myself and also those who are closest to me.
The book of Proverbs has some insight into living a life that is fast paced, and become accustomed to a hurried lifestyle, “Enthusiasm without knowledge is no good; haste makes mistakes.” (Proverbs 19:2)
Wisdom is a tricky thing, sometimes difficult to hear and often difficult...
Soft Heart, Thick Skin. There I was standing on the playground, underneath the monkey bars, 10 years old, two long braids hanging down my back. This image is burned into my brain as one of the very first times my feelings were truly hurt.
I was standing there with two other girls waiting to find out which one of us would be chosen to be the girlfriend of the new boy in school. Needless to say, I wasn’t chosen that day. I walked away feeling hurt and embarrassed. Twenty-eight years later I could look back at that little girl and tell her it doesn’t matter in the long run, I could tell her that same boy would be her first kiss and once again break her heart 5 years later. I could tell her she would meet the man of her dreams in just a few short years and none of this would matter for her future. I could tell her all those things, but it wouldn’t ease her pain.
This was the moment that something shifted in me, it was the beginning of learning...
Monday mornings are notorious for slow starts. At least they are at my house. This week was no different. Matt and I had an amazing plan to get up early and go to the gym. I set our alarm for 5:00 with no intention of snoozing…for me this is a hard choice I have to make the night before. I love the snooze button.
Morning comes and the alarm begins to blare on my table and I make the first mistake. I hit the snooze. Then I do it again and again and again until it is 6:30 and time to actually get up to wake up the kids. Fail.
This morning however was a little different. I began to have a strange dream in the midst of my snoozing. I felt very heavy in my body and I couldn’t think clearly. In my dream I couldn’t get up, I continued to sleep until it was after 10:00. I didn’t care that the kids had school, It didn’t matter to me that the dog hadn’t been taken out. In my dream...