My greatest fear?That I will have to live tomorrow, like this, and do things I am not up to doing.?And it won’t be fun, it might even be horrid.
Today I feel sick and everything aches and my three little boys are wild little things who, when I want space and rest,?climb on me,?stick to me and jump on me. Some days it’s hard to find the joy in these moments. And then the fear creeps in, that every single day of the rest of my life will be exactly like this. I will never get rested or feel good or have any sort of personal space ever again.
Tomorrow I will most likely realize that that was an emotional thought in an emotional moment.
But even if it were the truth? I wonder… when were we called to have fun?
Let’s not ask the mother who drowned with her child in her arms, who sees her daughter being taken away to be abused or she who has no food for her babies.
Let’s not ask her if she worries that she will have to do things that are no fun. If she’s upset because she’s not?enjoying herself.
Fun, or enjoyment, it’s all so relative. She’d love to be in a house too big to clean and have enough food to have to cook every day and take care of her children every day and do piles of laundry. Although she would probably be smart and not have piles of laundry.
She’d so love to be somewhere safe. Big or small, it wouldn’t matter to her. Somewhere safe, with food, warmth, and the possibility of a beautiful future for her babies. With space for dreams instead of?nightmares.
Sure. we live here and not there and we can’t compare and we have hard days too. That’s what we say to comfort and hush ourselves.
But what would Jesus say? Would He say I am to go after my dreams because otherwise I won’t have fun?
Success for me? Would be getting through this day with a smile and being patient with these mud caked diamonds of mine. Because I can. Because I get to. Because I may.
Today, let’s not say “Oh, all of these dreadful things happening, isn’t that simply terrible?”, before continuing to watch our movie. Today, let’s give in time and in money. Maybe it should hurt us financially to give to them. And that pain will not be nearly as bad as theirs.
Let’s pray instead of watching the next episode of whatever we are watching, or before reading the next chapter of the book we are reading.?
Ignoring the painful stories and pushing it away is more comfortable for us, but is that really what we want to do to our brothers and sisters’ stories? ?To their reality?
Ignoring the painful stories and pushing it away is more comfortable for us, but is that really what we want to do to our brothers and sisters’ stories? ?To their reality?
You have a wonderful way of looking at life through Jesus? eyes. He lived a difficult but joyful life. Perhaps it’s better to know peace and joy, rather than “fun”. Fun is so transitory and seeking it can actually lead to less joy because it doesn’t always come when when we are trying hard for it. Thanks for reminding us of all of this.