Those weeks where its just hum drum… rise, work, dine, rest, repeat.. what do we make of these?
Can the extraordinary happen in these long, often laborious, days? Can we see a glimpse of the eternal, Light, supernatural beauty in the midst of alarm clocks, laundry and crockpot dinners….
Where is the space for such abundance? Can we only catch a fleeting glance in the deep woods, on mountaintops, cushioned retreats?
If the majority of our life is spent in these work-rest-repeat cycles… how do get to LIVING?
How to do make the most of our vapor days while having to drive miles to work, fold towels and vacuum endless puppy fur?
Here are my ideas:
- The dearly loved, what I will call the ” Voskamp Method” where we get to listing! Listing the big and tiny things we are grateful for, all the things that are our gifts.
- Pray for awareness of the Holy Spirit and His work in those in front of you.
- Carve out time to break up the routine: turn off our gadgets, read a real book, walk around your neighborhood.. maybe even talk to your neighbors.
- Being interruptible. As we search for the eternal, may we also let it happen to us. Answer that coffee date request, that friend who brought back your clean pyrex bowl just may need to linger.. they may just need ears to hear them. May I welcome those unplanned instances
- Remembering that the season you and I are in are just that…. seasons, not endless. Our work may look the same for years to come but YOU will be different in those years. You will bring different skills and offerings to the table. I choose to believe that we are where we are for a reason and that it is….. only for season. Maybe knowing my current reality wont be forever is helpful to remedy the mundaneness
- Reminding myself that to compare is to rob myself of joy. May the Father help us to bolster, bring up and raise up women who work to love– not compare and steal–the joy of the Father’s unique giftings.
I certainly do not have this figured out, but when my gyspy soul gets anxious and seeks novelty and adventure ( not that there is anything inherently wrong with these things) that maybe its a call to stillness. A call to stop distracting myself, the ways we numb our broken dreams, yea I went there.
May when those little pinpricks of ” is this all there is?” come loud overhead, may we choose to hear a different caller.
May we choose that our life is ON PURPOSE and that if we just sit still and be present in it then maybe it wont be so…. insert your adjective here.
As someone who has one foot in a familiar world ( Christian, PA, wife, crazy dog lady) and the other foot into a world that *cough* no one has any trouble telling me how “I don’t know what is coming.” A world where I will wear a new name, new life, new routine, newness… you can imagine these worlds are tricky to straddle. Maybe this is why we are pregnant for 9 months… to get used to this idea of the cosmic shift happening around us.
As I feel the yearning to meet my little girl but also for her to stay inside of me forever, I am reminded that in some ways this is how we who are believers feel about the world. We want it, want to experience, see, love, do it all— but we also have a yearning to be nestled into the safety of our Father’s arms in His house where Peace reigns.
May I remember that I am where I am for a reason and only for a season ( disregard the cheeseball rhyme)
May I remember that I will always feel conflicted about my state here on this side of eternity.. because well… its not eternity
May I remember that my Father is good and the gifts he has given to me should be celebrated and written down..
May I remember that there may not be simple answers to these soul hole kind of questions but there are still things I can do to be grounded and rooted in my current reality.
May you be grounded and start to see the veil lifted in your world this week perhaps…. as you do your laundry 🙂