|Noah's idea of hiding...|
We have gone one week without a car, and without it our choices have been greatly reduced. It's less about the car and more about the sudden change of pace, but I was suddenly pushed out of planning our survival. I'm a planner and a control freak by nature, so rather than acknowledge that something isn't working I tend to try to find another plan, and yet another, and another. Chocolate at the end of the day is one survival plan. TV is another. Eating out or coffee out is another. Or just taking Noah and Eli on an adventure. Some of these are fine but others aren't. Chocolate at the end of the day is awesome but it is a sad highlight. I don't want to spend the whole day waiting for the moment when both kids are asleep, or even later, when I feel like I can stop working.
This week the number of genius plans I could come with to make our lives work was very limited. In a very good way. It's been.... quiet.
We all try to make our lives work. My experience when I pray is that I get some perspective on why something is not working or why I'm trying so hard. I think God sometimes enters in and asks me things like: oh, you're really not coping with cooking while watching the kids. Do you have to do both? oh. I guess not.
Here's to peeking out of survival mode and enjoying what is and what will be. May it be so for you this week.