Change is in the air. Well, ok, maybe not the air so much, but it’s floating around in my mind. In so many areas of my life, I can see it coming. Not in a threatening, hostile way, but the eager anticipation of adventure.
The first coming is our “season”. Being in Florida, we have a snow-bird season. And hubby and I are preparing for it. He works in the local hospital ER as a technician and overtime abounds during the season. This is good news as we are slowly digging our way out of some considerable consumer debt. This flurry of work will necessitate longer times apart but we could be half-way to our goal by the end of it. The idea of being that much closer to debt-free is an exciting change for us, as we have never been without it in the whole course of our marriage.
My “mom” stage is changing. More and more, I’m seeing independence in my kids’ chores, needs etc. I don’t have to make every meal or snack. They can all use the potty. I can exercise around the park while they play inside it. They can clean their own toy messes and do household chores. Gone are my days of one woman crew and now are the days of managing the crew. All of this opens greater opportunities to be used by God for my kids but also outside my home since delegation will replace exhaustion. Will God bring Bible Study? Discipleship opportunities? Service in the church? A kind of at-home employment that will not pull me away from my family or homeschooling but provide personal challenge? I am eager for these adventures!
I don’t mean to imply I regret or was dissatisfied with the stage before. Each stage has its own joys, sorrows and lessons learned. But seeing so much on the horizon has me thinking of the adventures beginning. I don’t know what it will all be and I won’t always see the danger zones…so lessons will still be learned. Sorrows will still be there. But I’m determined to enjoy the ride and let God take me where He will.
Have you ever had a day (or week, or month) where your heart is heavy and your sins are before you and God is distant? Or you are struggling deeply with something and those you turn to for help, counsel or friendship just (without meaning to) pour salt on the wound? I’m afraid I’ve been there. I’ve also been the inadvertent friend to pour salt on the wound. Hear what Becoming God’s True Woman says this week…
…others may heap upon us by suggesting that something is wrong with us unless we are in full bloom all the time. There are always those who are quick to tell us what we are doing wrong and why God is punishing us. Perhaps we don’t pray enough, fast enough, or have enough faith. Or maybe God is exacting revenge for one of our shortcomings. So on top of being cut down to a nub, we must sometimes endure the misunderstanding of well-meaning friends.
DeMoss, Nancy Leigh (2008-10-31). Becoming God’s True Woman (Kindle Locations 1538-1541). Good News Publishers/Crossway Books. Kindle Edition.
Pruning is a part of our Christian walk. All of us have been there and will be there again. God is not content to leave us where we are; He wants to make us into the image of His Son. He is the gardener, pruning back the dead or diseased parts of us so we can focus and grow in health. Unfortunately, it’s hard to explain when we are undergoing such pruning to others; it can often sound apathetic, or depressing as we deal with the natural discomfort of such a time while trying to be willing and trusting God. Words fail us so many times. They fail me. This starts a breeding ground for misunderstanding and pain.
I don’t want to be glib in offering comfort to a hurting friend. I want to prayerfully think about the effects of my words, remembering my own pain when well-intentioned friends suggested 5 steps to healing or 6 verses to pray to renew your passion. So many times I want someone to listen and cry with me, pray with me…trusting God to work instead of plying me with the quick fix. But I have done the very same to others, not meaning to be insensitive, but being so anyway. God help me from seeking to fix others!! Instead, I want to be a comforter and encourager, because none of us know the pruning being done in another’s life. And it hurts enough on its own.
This is why women have to multi-task….
This is the time of year our weather doesn’t jive with the mood. Everywhere I go, grocery shopping, poking around Target, Starbucks, there is a plethora of fall-ishness. And I am a lover of fall. The colors, the crisp mornings, the stews and soups that warm you from the inside out, the boots, and sweaters. And yet, I live in Sunny Florida…which is still roasty toasty at 90 degrees. But even here, there is a subtle change and it happened over Labor Day weekend. The mornings and evenings here have gotten a few degrees cooler. The wind is just a bit stronger and there’s a marked difference in humidity. Just enough to make me know that my favorite time of year is just around the corner.
In honor of that time, we’ve fallen off the pumpkin wagon. Is there anything that says fall like pumpkins? I’ve made this sumptuous pumpkin bread and hubby’s bought Dunkin’s pumpkin coffee for our Keurig. I would seriously please said husband if I made a pumpkin pie, as it’s one of his favs, but no one else eats it so it makes him sick after eating the whole thing. There’s even a divine pumpkin curry soup that I love.
What are your favorite fall memories or recipes? I know for many in the northern US, you are truly entering into full fall; cool nights, t-shirt weather days with sun and no sweating, and seeing the leaves just start to turn colors. It’s been a while since I’ve seen it; and unfortunately my children never have yet, but I’m hoping in the very near future to take a little road trip so they can see what beauty and majesty can come in the heart of fall. Enjoy!