Today, I struggled to look hard at the moments of life.
To notice what today is really all about… to see past the paper mache layers… beyond the endless lists, responsibilities, “have to’s” and “need to’s”.
Beyond the irritation of cleaning mud off the bathroom sink (again).
Beyond the reminders to not play in the mud,
to not tear a hole in your “good pants”,
to not argue with your sister,
to take out the trash, wash your hands, say “yes ma’am.”
Beyond all that, what was today really all about?
Just another day that I fed my kids, folded laundry, swept food off the kitchen floor, wiped sticky counter tops, faces, and bottoms? Corrected bad manners, tried to remember to not speak in harsh tones?
Is that really IT?
Another day… to survive?
To keep things (and myself) from reeling out of control, so that I can fall asleep tonight knowing I won’t be quite so behind when I wake up and start the process all over tomorrow?
If this is a summary of life, then I’m no better than a rodent on a wheel in a cage.
Running, running, running, running, running.
But never getting anywhere.
I believe today was about more than just menial tasks and sheer survival.
It was about seizing moments. Seeing eternity in those moments.
Because we really are living in eternity right now, just the “through a glass darkly” side of it. (I Corinthians 13:12).
Today was about choosing to sit and quietly nurse my little man, and just enjoy his fingers probing my face, notice his long lashes curling over his cherub cheeks.
Today was about reminding myself (for the nine hundredth time) to speak softly, even though my four-year old’s whining was pushing me past the limits of my short fuse.
Today was about saying “I’m sorry” and “please forgive me” when I messed up and didn’t speak so softly.
Today was about choosing to smile at the child, not gripe because of the messes.
Today was about singing songs with my little boys at bedtime, and giving an impromptu lesson on how to match the tone of your voice to the tune of a Christmas carol.
Today was about giving grace when I got a bad report about my daughters’ attitudes at Grandma’s house… and calling one last time before bed to make sure they know Mama loves them.
Today was about remembering to tell my quiet, hard-working man how much I appreciate and notice all the little things he does.
Choosing to bite my tongue when I really think he should delegate more of his responsibilities at the church, instead of staying up so late changing light bulbs and fixing plumbing.
Today was about not thinking twice about chatting with a sweet friend in my living room… me, with the baskets of laundry on my rug and the mismatched Christmas socks on my feet.
Today was about listening, not just to the voices around me all day long, but to that quiet Voice as He led me and helped me catch a glimpse of the moments.
The eternity in my day.
It was all around me, all day long. And if the Lord gives me a tomorrow, then the eternal moments will be there too, waiting.
All mixed up and tangled in what will look like interruptions, irritations, and monotony.
But they will be there. If I choose to look beyond, and see them.
Thank you so much to those of you who took the 10 Days Without Complaining challenge with me this month. If you’re just now discovering the challenge, today is always a good day to start!
May it be the first day in a life-time pursuit of joy and gratefulness.
Thanksgiving blessings to you, my friend!
Kristy Howard is a pastor’s wife, second-generation homeschooling mom of five, and a passionate believer in friendship, coffee, and quiet time! Kristy writes about motherhood, ministry and life at KristysCottage.com.