All About Him

Each August, as the more relaxed and easy days of summer come to an end and my fall schedule begins to take shape I seem to always find myself on my knees.

Why?

Because

I

don’t

want

to

be

too

busy.

For me (and I’m guessing for a lot of other women out there) it is a battle.
Keeping my family from being too busy and over committed is a serious battle…

I REFUSE to allow all of our evenings to be swallowed up by activities…, no matter how “good” they may be.

I REFUSE to fall into bed each night too tired to read with my daughter or talk with my son.

I REFUSE to be too busy with other things to read my Bible.

I REFUSE to allow my time with my husband to be stolen away by committee meetings or work…

I REFUSE to schedule my days so full that I have nothing left to give my family.

It is way too easy to get TOO involved these days.

I am not in anyway saying I am not going to volunteer at the school or at the church, and that my kids are not going to be allowed to participate in extra-curricular fun, but what I am saying is that…

I WILL have at least 2 nights each week around the dinner table with my entire family.

I WILL pray about the items I add to our calendar and say “no” a lot.

I WILL make spending time with God my top priority.

I WILL plan date nights with my husband on a regular basis.

I WILL reevaluate our schedule and cancel some things if I feel we are too stressed and busy.

I WILL make sure I am not too busy to help a friend or follow the Holy Spirit’s leading.

I WILL recognize my days with my kids at home are short

and

guard

this

special

time.

Wow what a day!  I was really glad to slide into home after…

We were all up and going by 7 a.m. this morning

(which is early for us since it’s summer).

We were on a mission.

We were going to get my son’s driver’s permit so he can start practicing behind the wheel.

We had to make a stop to get some needed documents, but we made it to the DPS office by 9:30 a.m.  The clerk checked to be sure I had all the necessary information, forms…

AND THEN she handed me a number.

I looked at the number – #40, okay.

I looked at the number display – #4???

Seriously?  #4?

I knew going to the DPS office would take a while, so we had all packed some things to do but #4 of 40???

We found a seat and I decided to see how long it would take for #5 to be called.

It was a LONG time.  To shorten the story, we left a couple of times to eat, run some errands, even went home and drove back!

Finally, our number was called and we were taken to the back where four frazzled looking women were processing everyone’s requests.  We had been waiting a really long time and I knew everyone else in the waiting area had been doing the same.  These women were probably hearing complaint after complaint and to be honest, I had thought of a few while sitting in the uncomfortable chairs in the waiting area myself.

I’m glad I didn’t use them.

Instead, I smiled and laughed with the clerk about my son being so excited to be getting his permit that he was absolutely no trouble to get out of bed this morning.

Five hours later we walked out of the DPS office with my son’s permit!  Wooohooo!

Know the best part?  We get to go back and do it all again in 6 months so he can take his driving test – lol!