Last week was a large transitional week for our family. My wife started a new job and she’s out of the house all day, every day. There’s no “Hey Honey, I have a migraine, can you bring dinner,” option any more. From bath time to the daily chores, it’s all on my plate these days. Balancing these needs with working full time? Wow.
I can hear one of the nice, little old ladies with blue hair from a congregation past in my head during these recent moments. She’s patting my shoulder, trying to be comforting, and telling me to cast my cares upon Jesus because he will give me strength.
It’s true that every day will continue to go whether the laundry gets done or doesn’t. There are many reasons to be thankful for all this extra time with the kids because we play more games, talk science more, and we’ve been having some serious conversations about why pink jelly beans are better than purple ones.
We’ve also had the challenge of a 2 year old trying to gain her independence. Part of that process involved her opening up a can of Red Bull on her own, dumping it on my MacBook, and then declaring that she “spilled.” So yeah - RIP MacBook. Hello HP all in one that sits high enough that when 2 year old tries to spill again, all I’m replacing is a cheap $20 keyboard.
Life is full of challenges. No one promised us life would be easy! It’s how we respond to these weeks of insanity, I believe, that really is a testament of where our faith stands. Do we allow ourselves to fall into insanity? Do we run away? Or do we seek out the teaching moments that go beyond turning to Jesus?