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One Of Those Days

I’m having one of those days: you know, the kind where you’ve spent many days taking care of other people’s needs. You had some plans, too. Only, you can’t get them done because of all those urgent things for other people.

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I’m happy to do those nice, kind, good, charitable acts for “all those other people.” But I’d sure like to squeeze in some time for my stuff.

Not the selfish type of “me” things. Like indulging in a candle lit bubble bath, or spending the day at a spa. (Although those activities can be good things, at times.)

No. Just the things I know God has called me to do and which is also about other people.

It’s Thursday. This should be one of my freer days. But instead, there were lots of church things to do, and errands, and baking chicken burritos for college students. Then I need to pick up my husband at the airport. And I’ve gotta do my physical therapy appointment, which so far is not helping.

And after that appointment I have just enough time to pop my burritos in the oven, warm up my fingers for choir practice, and then head out.

I shouldn’t complain. I have a great life that I wouldn’t trade for anyone else’s.

Mostly, I feel the need for someone close to me to notice and value the things I do each day that don’t earn a paycheck.

Sometimes I wonder, does anyone notice all the things I do, does anyone appreciate it?

And I know deep in my heart that, of course, God sees everything. God doesn’t award a paycheck for my overtime. But He values me.

Can you relate to my pity party? I’ll bet you can.

We all know that days like today don’t last. Tomorrow I’ll feel like sunshine again.

I think we should form a club. It would be called The Barnabas Club. Wasn’t Barnabas (as in the apostle Paul and Barnabas) an encourager?

Anyway, it would be a club where we notice other people and the quiet little things they do. Then we go up to such persons and say, “I want you to know how much I appreciate how you (insert act or attitude). You inspire me. Thank you. May I hug (shake your hand) you?”

Gosh, I could do with a Barnabas Club-er  about now. How about you?

“…Paul sent for the disciples and, after encouraging them, said goodbye and set out for Macedonia. He traveled through that area, speaking many words of encouragement to the people…” (Act 20:1,2 NIV Bible)

 

 

Leaves, Leaves, Leaves!

After seven years in Estes Park, where we were surrounded by ponderosa pines, we are again experiencing the joys of living among deciduous trees down here in the south Denver area.

We’ve had a beautiful fall and it’s been wonderful to walk along tree-lined streets and hear the crunch of the leaves underfoot. Reminds me of my childhood.

But now comes the part I dread. Raking up the leaves and stuffing them inside big black plastic bags.

Actually, I can’t do that job because my back has been acting up.

So it’s Bruce’s job. We have a leafblower/leafsucker machine. He goes every day and sucks about two or three bag-fulls of the orange leaves.

Then the next day, he has to start all over again.

One of the mundane things we all must face. Like doing dishes, cooking meals, cleaning the toilets, commuting to work.

Day after day after day.

Remember the movie “Click”?

The main character gets so sick of doing the same things every day that he finds a way to use a clicker to fast-forward past all the boring stuff. But then, before he knows it, his kids have grown up, his wife has gotten a divorce and remarried, and he realizes that he’s missed most of the truly valuable times in his life.

The little things, like massaging his wife’s back, listening to his children, spending average, ordinary minutes doing ordinary things.

The movie had a great message. Live in the now. Enjoy ordinary moments. Because years from now you’ll wish you could re-live those times.

There are times when I wish I could go back in time, just for one day, and re-live being a mom to my three kids. Just sitting at the dining room table, playing cards, or talking about school. Tucking them into bed. Reading them a story. Saturday morning pancakes. The Sunday rush to get ready for church.

Such wonderful moments. I was grateful for those times. But if I’d known how much I would miss those moments now, I think I would have savored them even more.

I hope you truly live in the now.

Most of us are in such a rush to more on to the next big exciting event in our lives.

Don’t “click” past the now.

Savor the “leaves.”