Friday, January 21, 2011

Running Toward



Sometimes the walls begin to press inward. The only shine on the floor is the sunlight reflecting off millions of tiny cars and trains scattered about. Beds need changing, laundry needs folding, grout needs scrubbing and meals need preparing. Cruising through each room, tossing cars and trains into bins, I am horrified to hear behind me the sound of an entire bin being joyfully emptied onto the just cleaned up floor.


At these moments my fight or flight instinct kicks in. I have a habit of choosing flight. Scooping up my toddler, grabbing my purse and buckling in the van. Running away.


As my toddler gently falls asleep in the car seat I drive aimlessly, sipping a Starbuck's, savoring the sense of freedom being a stay at home mom brings.  It is possible to simply run away for an hour.


But then I return home. The mess awaits. The older boys return from school and the mess expands.


And then one day I don't flee the scene. I make a radical decision to escape at home. Homemade cup of coffee at hand, candle lit, toddler napping in his bed upstairs, I sit in the sunshine and begin to run toward God.  Prayer beads sparkle in the light, words fall from my lips like feathers creating a downy softness in my spirit. All is well.  All will be well.


I rise, renewed, reminded of the gift of this moment, this house, this life, ready to meet the mess with grace~filled eyes.


Joining Ann Voskamp in exploring the practice of time.

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2 comments:

  1. Wowza! Loved. Every. Single. Word. You have a gift that sheds light on some of the exact feelings I have every day. How do you do that? Opening my computer every morning, I am excited to see what awaits me at Misty's Mornings!

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  2. I know it’s Sunday morning – a long time since “Walking With Him Wednesday”. But it took a long time to get through the “Multitude Monday” posts – and still didn’t get past 140 or so.

    So I figured it was about “time” I started reading about “time”. And wow – you slowed it down, brought time to a halt. A miracle? No. Just God meeting you as you ran to him.

    I was blessed by your words today. Thank you.

    God be with you and yours

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~Grace and peace to you~

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