Many of us stay-at-home Moms put our lives on hold during these years to raise our families. Of course, there are many of us who are able to compartmentalize our lives: friends, family, kids, and ME. I struggle to not allow my kids to consume all areas. I haven’t abandoned friends (I’ve actually met and made some I believe to be lifelong friends in these past five years) or my husband, but I certainly have abandoned myself. I feel a bit uncertain when I think about that “working” world. What is my purpose anyway? Psalm 139:41 says we are “fearfully and wonderfully made” and are here to “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.” (Matthew 22:37). I was trained to be a teacher, I’m fascinated by the nursing profession; however, I ended up writing for a paycheck. But, is writing my purpose? Should our Professional define our purpose?
As my kids gear up for Fall (yes, I’m already thinking about it!) and start school (Lily in Kindergarten and Oliver in pre-school), I can’t help but think of how I will use those FIVE overlapping hours that I will have ALL TO MYSELF each week!!! It’s a daunting thought actually. Will I take a lake walk, make appointments, clean the house, finally get pictures and videos organized, do the grocery shopping, etc? Or read the Bible? Scripture provides me with the answer, but the means is a bit tricky. I’m a self-proclaimed “type A.” I like order, structure, routine, plans and a level of prediction. When the house is a mess, the frig is empty, the sink is full and the laundry baskets are overflowing with folded laundry, I tend to spiral a bit. I sometimes feel like the Tasmanian Devil zipping and spinning through the rooms of my house with a ravenous look of furry on my face! So, will I be able to put my OCD tendencies aside and read Scripture? I suppose I can’t afford not to, eh?
When do you find time for God in your busy days? It’s fundamental to God’s purpose for our lives. How can we teach our children to realize his or her own strengths, personality, potential if we as Moms aren’t fully aware of our own?
