I finally did what I’ve wanted to do for a long time. I didn’t bring work home and I spent some beautiful moments thoroughly enjoying my kids.
We spent the evening together without homework, work, or chores. The best, most enjoyable thing was dancing.
Seeing my little girls’ faces light up while I danced like a goofball was the BEST thing I’ve seen in a long time! Even my 15 year old son was happy to join in!
My favorite dancing song was “Shake” by MercyMe. The girls requested it because they sang it in Sunday school. I love love love that song.
It was such a joy-filled time for us.
So often I’m so tired or have just simply too much to do and I can’t seem to find the time to do anything but what absolutely has to be done.
Absolutely. Has. To. Be. Done. Right. Now.
Not what I want to do.
Not what I would like to do.
Just the gotta-do-or-feel-like-I-might-die-things.
But that night of dancing brought it right in front of my eyes…I need to spend time doing fun things with my kids.
I just gotta.
I feel so convicted…so sure of it…and yet, it is something I rarely make time for…
It’s not because I’m not looking. I just can’t seem to find it.
Last night was my fourth night in a row of 5 hours of interrupted sleep. I’m seriously hanging by a thread.
This morning I woke up praying that God would show me what to let go of…but I honestly can’t think of one thing I’m doing that can not be done.
At church we are talking about transforming our lives. This week the pastor spoke about stress and rest. I felt like crying through the whole sermon.
God has me HERE…in this stressful, sleepless, weary place and I don’t know what to do.
I want to just dance around the living room with my little girls, but I have papers to grade and household stuff to do and finances to figure out and children who need help with homework and life stuff.
I’m trying to look at the bright side of things…but I’m so tired I think my drooping eyelids are making it difficult to look up.
I want to write about happy, joyful things. In fact, when I started writing this blog I was thinking how exciting to write about something fun.
Alas, I wandered…slid into the pit.
Is it just me? Does life seem slippery right now?
I seem to have one foot always slipping perilously close to a pit, while the other is knee deep in mud…gosh, that’s a lovely picture. Ok…maybe the other is just a bit muddy and it’s dry, caked on mud.
Where is my joy???
Where are the dancing moments? Why not more?
I cherish every moment of joy, but I want more.
Count it all joy…
Count…(maybe the problem is I teach English…words not numbers).
I just want joy.
But joy comes with remembering…
Remembering that I am loved…that NO MATTER WHAT God loves me. No matter how I feel…God loves me. No matter how much of a failure I am (or think I am)…God loves me.
Count on Him. Count the blessings.
I remember when I was young, my mom and I sang “Count Your Many Blessings” for a Sunday service.
I love that song. Catchy and true.
When upon life’s billows you are tempest-tossed, When you are discouraged thinking all is lost, Count your many blessings – name them one by one, And it will surprise you what the Lord has done. Count your blessings-name them one by one; Count your blessings-see what God has done; Count your blessings-name them one by one; Count your many blessings-see what God has done.
Are you ever burdened with a load of care? Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear? Count your many blessings- every doubt will fly, And you will be singing as the days go by, Count your blessings –name them one by one; Count your blessings-see what God has done; Count your blessings-name them one by one; Count your many blessings-see what God has done.
I believe that counting our blessings is very similar to counting it all joy. Within every moment is a blessing. I know that…so how do I forget it?
I know how…it just simply doesn’t feel that way. It doesn’t feel like I’m living blessings…I’m surviving burdens right now.
So I guess that leads me back to some shaking it up.
I need to shake up my perspective. I need to shake up my life.
I honestly don’t know what that looks like, but I believe I’m going to start with another grateful journal.
It’s been a while since I wrote down things in my little journal of thankful thoughts.
I’ve even said I was going to in the not so distant past and promptly forgot to do it.
So, I guess I’ll pull it out and start tonight. I know what I’m going to write first:
I’m thankful for…
- Time to dance with my children.
Hi Sue, I’ve wanted to send this to you before, and now I wish I had.
“The Afters – Every good thing” is another fun song to dance to. I hope you and your kids like it.
Have a blessed day,
Rodney – thank you for the dance song suggestion! We will turn it on today! Blessings, Sue