Today I overheard my husband and daughter discussing descriptive words. “The apple is juicy.” “The sun is bright.” “Mommy is tired.” (That was my contribution.) What a drag, I thought, I am always describing myself as tired. But then I realized, you know what, that is okay, and truly my new, short term normal. Married, working full time, mom to a toddler and 2 month old, sure, tired? Fair enough. I don’t need to be bummed about that. I can officially stop lamenting the lost sleep that leaves me tired. As the phrase that made it around the world goes, “it is, what it is.” I’m tired. Yet I still have life and life to the full! I just have a full, abundant life and happen to be tired. It is all about perspective. I have simplified my expectations though: Each day I aim to:
a) be kind to people
b) think about scripture
c) drink water
d) take a walk
Nothing fancy, no Herculean menu planning or housework. No desire to climb any corporate ladder.
I pray each day to have just enough ooomphh to exist contentedly in Him – to be loving to those around me, and to acknowledge Him as the consistent Provider of both abundant lives and the power to press on.