Waking up early in the morning, she joyfully hops out of bed, grabs a cup of hot tea–purely organic with a touch of local raw unfiltered honey–snuggles into her favorite reading chair with her Bible while glancing out at a beautiful sunrise. When she is finished she fixes a hot meal completely from scratch for her crew.
Sounds like paradise, no?!?
Enter reality—she stumbles awake after being kept up all night by insomnia, two screaming kids, or a combination of the two. She forces her eyes to open as she realizes either her daughter turned off her alarm clock after she finally went to sleep around 1 a.m–either in mom’s bed or coming into it in the middle of the night-or she hit the clock so hard so many times it just gave up. Threw up the white flag. She’s groggy and dragging as she reaches for her first, of many, sodas for the day, hoping somehow it will give her the energy to wake up. She glances longingly at her Bible knowing that it will get read, maybe, right around lunch time with all of the kids. What was once a meal to her soul has now become drive-thru snacks. The younger kids are stir crazy unable to focus or concentrate until after lunch and the olders need to be awakened. Again. She glances questioningly at the school planner for the day. What subject first? Just where were we in Math? Who has what due today–then realizes she verbally told her kids when it was due and forgot, AGAIN, to write it down.
She wishes she could be more organized. Wishes she could just ‘get it together’ like she did when she was a nurse. She knows strict schedules with times don’t work, but a ‘flow’ to the day would be nice. She fights down her ‘fly by the seat of her pants’ urge, pulls up her bootstraps and starts the day. Breakfast for lunch….again. She sees how the house falls apart with lack of routine. Tempers flair; attitudes run rampant. They are looking to her to ‘get it together’ yet she has failed again. She promises to do better next time….but change never comes. Then HE comes in. Her loving Father….He whispers the words lovingly into her soul that she needs to hear…..
Redeem the time, my daughter. They are only with you for a little while. Teach them about Me. Train them in My ways and My plans for their lives. She gets the strength to carry on. She gets a game plan in her head. She wants to do the will of her heavenly Father. And so she prays. She asks for the strength to change her days from random to routine. A safe haven for her kids. To know what is coming next….that after living in chaos for the last 5 years, routine is possible. To be prepared for the unexpected but not living defensively because of it. Her heart is soothed and she prepares to push on……
Your turn! Share in the comments whether you run your days randomly, or if you have a routine. Is there anything your heavenly Father is trying to teach you during this phase of your life?