I’m no poet; in fact, it’s one of the areas that I regret not paying more attention to when I was in school. It just didn’t grab me at the time. Now that it does intrigue me, I wish that I could convey that joy to the children in a better way. But I digress. This morning, headed down the path of self pity, I chose to write this as it came to me while making the turnaround. May it encourage you, too.
What I’d love to do is roll over underneath my warm sheets and not face the day with all its imperfections, all its annoyances, all its distractions, all its disappointments. What I am called to do is to rejoice, for this is the day that the Lord has made.
What I’d love to do is not work, just rest and watch football highlights. What I am called to do is to work so that I [and my family] can eat.
What I’d love to do is to hold on—hold on to time, hold on to energy, hold on to money; it’s all too tight and precious right now. What I am called to do is to give, and it shall be given back to me—pressed down, shaken together, and running over.
What I’d love to do is rage, rage against everything and everyone who said an unkind word, who looked at me “funny,” who didn’t line up with my plans. What I am called to do is to be slow to anger and quick to show grace and mercy.
What I’d love to do is what I love to do—scrapbook, read, relax, indulge in every self-satisfying work that pleases me. Yet, as in all things, I choose to do what I am called to do.
And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.
Ahhhh! You are where I was last week. I pray you will feel God's mercy and energy coming back into your veins soon. It is no fun being down. Take care of yourself and rejoice that homeschooling allows you to loosen the days that seem to rough.
Blessings,
Dawn
You are right on here. I am always saying, "We don't do what we FEEL like doing. We do what is RIGHT to do." Now if I could only set a good example… :o)
I never liked poetry in school so I'm no expert, but I have to say that I liked your poem than any I've ever read in my entire life. It brought a smile to my face, I could relate totally, and had a good message/reminder of what we are called to do.
Thank you so much for taking the time to write me about my question. You totally helped me to understand the minds of all that did not see the things the way I did. You were a great help.
And I love what you suggest for us to pray for – for our nation to repent.
Antoinette
I know exactly how you feel, because I was just having a similar moment. I had to pick up my Bible and read Isaiah 40:31 and 61:3 to remember He is the one that provides the strength to do what I don't want to do, when I'd rather let someone else carry the weight. We qualify for His strength because we are weak, not in spite of it. I pray you see evidence of the harvest even as you work the field.
Thanks for the encouragement.
I'm also here to spead the word about something my daughter is starting on her blog: Fun Time Fridays. You can find out about it here:
http://katfaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-time-friday.html
Your poem speaks to my heart. Isn't it wonderful though to be able to discern the Lord's way from our own? Not everyone has that gift. 🙂
We're doing great over here. It's been busy – trying to get on track, but it's been a real joy to be back to our "normal". Thanks for the prayers! *hug*
WOW! That was deep or maybe it seems to have such depth because of where I am now spiritually.
That was really good and I felt your heart.
Thanks for letting me in.
Tirzah
Thanks for sharing.
You helped me turn my thoughts around to being thankful instead of being overwhelmed and wishing I was doing something else.