I’ve been thinking a lot about perspective lately. Maybe it’s because I’m approaching the middle of my life, maybe it’s because I have children at the end of the parenting spectrum and children at the beginning.
Some days the intensity that fills my life can be overwhelming, until I take a deep breath and cry out for some perspective.
“When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I am known.” 1 Corinthians 13:11-12
When I ask the Lord for some perspective He is so gracious to give it to me, like the second part of this verse. The part I see, the part I’m living, the daily grind of child-raising and husband loving and home keeping all seem so pertinent so all consuming, but these things are just a tiny little piece of this gift called life. When I take a moment to step back and get the heart of God on a matter, my attitude instantly changes and I realize that someday I will look back on this time and wish for it to return.
I was encouraging someone with many little children once and used the word freedom in my exhortation. She was like “huh?” Since I’ve got older kids now, I can think back to the time when I only had little ones and it felt so much freer! Now my life is under a microscope (teens notice EVERYTHING), I have to be diligent daily for their education and spiritual growth. My actions have a greater consequence now then when I only had little children.
And someday I imagine I’ll look back on this time too and feel the same way. Until then, I will continue to ask the Lord for perspective, His perspective, and rest in the fact that each day has it’s own trouble and I don’t need to worry about it!
Matthew and I were talking about just that...Eli is 13 now and we feel this huge burden that we must be on gaurd of how we ourselves react to things and treat each other. He is going to really formulate his opinions and ideals from now on in a way that will transfer to his own marriage and children. And people think babies are hard. LOL Noah is a breath of fresh air...and yes...he makes me feel free.
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