On some Mondays

On some Mondays I wish someone would say:

You can't keep your sink empty and the floors scrubbed and have time to read fifteen books to your toddler.

You can't keep all of the laundry caught up and all of the socks matched perfectly and make meals for everybody.

You can't read five chapters in your John Adams biography and sew matchy-matchy outfits for the kids and upload one billion edited pictures to Facebook.

You can't keep food off of the kids' clothes and off of their faces and out of their hair.

You can't work on making your house all organized and consistently discipline your tantrum-pitching two-year-old and keep on holding your teething nine-month-old.

You simply cannot do it all.  

You have a limited amount of time in a day.

You are only one person.

Wait.  Doesn't Someone already say that?

Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.

Come to Me.  

Not to another to-do list.  Not to another yippy-skippy You Can Be Better/Happier/Prettier/Skinnier/Cleaner blog post.  Not to another craft project or another discipline method or another escape from responsibility.  Come to Me.

This week I'm lowering my expectations and praying that my focus can be on what Jesus wants of me.  Because fulfilling the responsibilities he gives is so much lighter and so much easier than trying to be All Things to All People.

(Especially People Who Exist Only In My Whispering Thoughts.)

We do what we can and then we rest in grace.

Holly Gerth (in)courage 10/19/12

(I know that you've been seeing a lot of me lately on ye old blog, and I promise you that Steve does still exist.  I'm just picking up the extra writing slots lately since he has been working lots of overtime, and doing school-catch up after an unplanned trip to California.  Don't worry...he'll be back.)