You’ve seen them…the advertisements touting how this diet will make the pounds melt off of you, or this product will make your housework feel like a walk in the park, or this method will be the answer to all your problems. The prospect of this sort of thing is exciting, tempting, and…destructive.
SELF-destructive, to be exact.
You see, we all want easy street. We all want the most efficient, fastest, easiest way from Point A to Point B. If our map app can do it, surely we can do it in our every day lives. But, when there is a detour, a roadblock, or even a stop sign in the middle of it all, we get irritated. We get discontent. We get depressed.
And we are pretty certain WE are the ones who failed because after all…
It was supposed to be EASY!
I homeschool. I have a large family. I have a 2 year old. I have a newborn. I have a lot of laundry. I have 20 extra pounds. I…
Good grief! The list could go on and on and on. “I” this and “I” that. Can’t “I” get a break?
But, what if “I” embraced the fact that this stuff is hard?
Homeschooling? It’s hard.
Raising a lot of kids? Yep, it’s hard too.
My 2 year old? Oh my yes! Hard!
My newborn? Naw, she’s an easy keeper.
The laundry? Hard.
Losing the extra 20 pounds? HARD!
When you accept that some things are hard, some things you have to WORK at, some things aren’t going to be easy, your outlook on life completely changes. You don’t see the roadblocks and stop signs, twists and turns in the road, detours and potholes as obstacles designed to undermine your perfect life. You don’t see homeschooling as the problem, the toddler as the problem, or even the 20 pounds as the problem. You see things for what they are…WORK. And yes, sometimes HARD WORK.
When homeschooling my large family becomes difficult – and it does – that doesn’t mean I’m doing something wrong or I should throw in the towel. It may mean I need to slow down, try something new, or simply PERSEVERE.
When raising my large family feels overwhelming, especially cooking for them and putting out all the fires my 2 year old creates, that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t have had all these kids. It may mean I’m in a difficult season, and prayer is the only thing that is going to get me through.
When the laundry is piled to the ceiling or piled on the couch, it doesn’t mean I have too many clothes (Mom ;) ). It may mean I need to revamp my laundry system, put away the seasonal clothes, or keep a better eye on the kids and how often they are changing clothes (ahem…you know who you are…). And when that’s all done, just make peace with the fact that there are 10 of us wearing clothes, using towels, and sleeping on sheets every single day. The laundry will NEVER be caught up.
And that 20 pounds? It isn’t going to melt off of me. I will have to WORK at it. I will have to have self control. I will have to say no to dessert and yes to exercise. I will have to accept that there is no gimmick or pill or super awesome diet that will rid me of my gluttony. That’s between me and the Lord.
Folks, this life is supposed to be hard work. Always looking for easy street will only lead to dead ends. You will never be joyful or content. You will miss the beauty of the journey, the lessons to be learned, the freedom of surrender. Work hard, my friends. Stay strong. Be diligent.
“…work out your own salvation with fear and trembling, for it is God who works in you, both to will and to work for his good pleasure.”
Read the entire chapter…so, so good! I’m praying for all of you this week!