I’m actually typing this before Saturday because, by the time you read this post, my family and I will be almost home from our church convention. By the time you read this, I will have had more time for reflection than I typically have in an entire week’s time and, for me, that is some of the most precious time I could ever ask for. You see, when I’m in the midst of daily life as a parent, it feels like there is not enough time for everything. I usually have my alarm set in the mornings for what I consider early enough to get up and enjoy some quiet time before the little ones awaken. Why is it that, instead, I’m often awakened by the little ones themselves? For one, I don’t go to bed early enough most nights and, thus, it is a bit hard to drag this sleepy-eyed person off of my soft pillow (that darn snooze button hasn’t quit working). Secondly, there have been quite a few mornings when a certain little one has called out before my alarm clock. In both situations, I feel disappointed and defeated before the day has even started. The first scenario could be easily remedied with willpower and discipline on my part. The second scenario is a bit more difficult to find a solution for as getting up before 5:30 a.m. is not something I find feasible.
I’m beginning to realize that life is about choices. Choices that will keep it in balance, the balance between what we know we should be doing and what we could be doing. Human nature doesn’t make that easy, but I’m still going to try.
I want an A for Effort.