What do you do when everything falls apart and you have to leave? You have somewhere to go.
The routine is busted and tears are shed; harsh words are spoken.
Do I want to be remembered as the mom that pushed everyone out the door because “we have to go!!” or
the mom that scooped them up and loved them even at the risk of not being on time?
I am cultivating a heart that is at rest. At rest, even when everything around me is falling apart. At rest, even when my agenda is blown to pieces. At rest, so that I can bring that rest and peace to my home.
Yes, we do have places to go. We do have agendas to keep. But the state of my heart and the heart’s of my children are so much more important than where we are going.
It is number three on this list that hangs in my kitchen…”there are no emergencies. Only amateurs hurry”. Which leads to number seven…that for as often as this child drives me crazy, I will love her and draw close to her.
It is what brings me to my knees when not thirty minutes after I read this my morning falls to pieces:
Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him;
fret not yourself over the one who prospers in his way,
over the man who carries out evil devices!
~ Psalm 37:7
Praise be to the Lord who rescues and uplifts my soul.