Today I have to be three places a once, make that four. I have two drop-offs: a baseball practice and a birthday party. I have two pickups: a soccer practice and a school dance. Hmm.
All are good things, all are important things, and fun. So, if the kids’ Daddy is still out making money, (remember, I teach, at a private school – somebody has to) I’m just going to have to do the best I can, to get everyone as nearly on time as possible.
I can take Trent early, Molly may be able to hitch a ride to her cousin’s party with her Grandma, and the girls will have to split the ten minutes early or ten minutes late exodus.
None of this is a big deal, when you have four active teenagers. My second job seems to be traffic control.
Normally, I would quickly find a way to make this all work and just go on…but somehow, I’ve been paused by the process a bit today, so I am lingering and wondering why.
Maybe, God is showing me something. Maybe, if I get still in my mind, I will see it.
I think that today is an allegory of days ahead, the “how’s” that are presently stumping me. I see things, holy, being added into the mix of this life. I see some things possibly being handed off to capable, trusted hands. I see some things being rushed along, just a little and some things being slightly late getting away…but, everything getting done and rightly taken care of, just the same…like always.
I get a little unsure at times that I am doing this thing at all, much less well. Whether that be mama-ing or teaching or mentoring or pastoring. Sometimes, I think, God, I could do this better…there are ways to focus and expand this more, there are more effective, efficient, richer, deeper, more connective, more …
And there are…but, I have four …very social, very, by choice, active children, who are interested in many pursuits…who like to go and do and be with. I have four, all less than 2 years apart. This season is silly insane, but it is short.
It will all get done. Everyone will get what they need, most of what they want…and in a pretty dang timely manner as well.
So, I tell myself the same. It will get done. Daddy, Who really can be four places at once, will make it happen. Just the way I do for mine.