When I became a new mom of two, my mom gifted me a book she read when she became a mom called 'There is Enough Time.' It was really old, an "original." It was written in the fifties is what I'm saying. I read most of it and nodded my head in a agreement a few times but mostly, it felt so irrelevant. Raising kids in the 50's was very different than it is now.
But here's what I've noticed since I've been holed up with my kids for the last two weeks (yep, tonight is my 14 day mark), there is enough time. It's been forced upon us, yes. Something we Americans don't like - how dare the government tell us what to do? (gasp!) - it's like we got grounded because the neighborhood bully got us in trouble. But when all the "fun stuff" got canceled - the sports, the plays, the parties, the people - we were forced to reevaluate our days.
It turns out, when you have nowhere to go there is enough time. Enough time to dance, to go on family walks, to make cookies, to watch silly videos, to snuggle, to read, to write, to exercise, to do that Bible study, to call your parents, to play games, to make meals.
After day one, I decided to give God my worry and fear and choose joy every day I woke up. Life and routines and priorities are changing and I'm feeling content about so much of it. It's funny how God can get your attention when the busyness gets stripped away. So, while you're home with your families, I hope God has gotten your attention too and I hope you're listening. Because there really is enough time.
And also. Stay home.
But here's what I've noticed since I've been holed up with my kids for the last two weeks (yep, tonight is my 14 day mark), there is enough time. It's been forced upon us, yes. Something we Americans don't like - how dare the government tell us what to do? (gasp!) - it's like we got grounded because the neighborhood bully got us in trouble. But when all the "fun stuff" got canceled - the sports, the plays, the parties, the people - we were forced to reevaluate our days.
It turns out, when you have nowhere to go there is enough time. Enough time to dance, to go on family walks, to make cookies, to watch silly videos, to snuggle, to read, to write, to exercise, to do that Bible study, to call your parents, to play games, to make meals.
After day one, I decided to give God my worry and fear and choose joy every day I woke up. Life and routines and priorities are changing and I'm feeling content about so much of it. It's funny how God can get your attention when the busyness gets stripped away. So, while you're home with your families, I hope God has gotten your attention too and I hope you're listening. Because there really is enough time.
And also. Stay home.
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