Psalm 25, 29, 33, 36, 39
Rushing through life is my mode of operation. From the moment I wake until my head hits the pillow, I am in a hurry. I resemble that country song where the singer laments, “I’m in a hurry to get things done…oh I….rush and rush until life’s no fun. All I really gotta do is live and die, but I’m in a hurry and don’t know why…”
Part of my hurried, harried lifestyle is due to poor planning on my part. It always takes longer to get out the door than I expect it to take. So why not start getting ready earlier? I’ve tried that. Doesn’t work. For example, there have been many Sundays when I got up a little earlier and got ready right off the bat, even before making breakfast. (Breakfast is always a big meal in our house. It’s the only one where I’m able to eat a lot!) This leaves a few minutes before “time to leave” where I end up waiting on the rest of the family to get ready. So what do I do? Sit and pray? Meditate? Open my Bible? Nope. I see that the dishwasher needs emptying or the bed needs making or email needs checking, and I try to fill in the empty “down” time with productive time.
Then that chore bleeds over into the time when we were supposed to have left for church!
Such is my hectic life, every day, only worse. Factor in homeschooling, directing a homeschooling group, and a super busy husband who is working on his master’s degree, and you get a frequently tired out and frazzled mom.
Show me your ways, O LORD,
teach me your paths;
5 guide me in your truth and teach me,
for you are God my Savior,
and my hope is in you all day long. (Psalm 25)
How can I be guided when I’m in such a hurry I can barely guide myself?
Oh, today’s reading just confirms to me that I need to take some time to stop racing at the speed of life, slow down, and listen.
Maybe I’ll get a good start at slowing down tomorrow, on Mother’s Day.