THERE COMES A TIME IN EVERYONE’S LIFE WHERE THEY MUST TIP THE BALANCE AWAY FROM DOING THE THINGS THAT MAKE THEM STRONGER……AND START DOING THE THINGS THAT THEY DO WELL.
The ongoing struggle to balance life- family, church, work, community……with God at the center of all.
The day may come when balance is an impossibility. There is no fight left in you to get through an average day…….because there are no average days anymore.
When you’re picking up pebbles and holding onto them for enough consecutive days, you eventually pack the weight of a boulder on your back.
Maybe some pebbles were steps of faith or acts of obedience to God.
Some, I’m sure, were misguided steps rooted in people pleasing and over-reliance on self.
But carrying something for good reasons doesn’t mean we need to carry it forever.
Look to God when you’re still standing instead of looking to Him after you collapse from the weight.
Maybe it wasn’t a breaking point, but more like a “something’s gotta change” moment.
I picked up my 9 year-old son from Wednesday night church activities after finishing a 14-hour work day. As I was trying to have a short conversation with another adult, play-fighting/wrestling started between my son and me.
He hit me with a right hook……so hard that my glasses went flying across the room. As I led him silently (and not so gently) out of the room, another child retrieved my glasses and nervously handed them to me.
She knew Kal was in big trouble .And I knew something had to change.
I saw a glaring deficit of character in my son and I knew it was time for a sobering look in the mirror to see how he arrived there.
Among other things, I told him that this was the worst thing that any of our four children had done………..and then truth hit me square in the face this time.
During the first nine years of life for his brother and sisters, I wasn’t off trying to save the world…….living life like God had granted me some sort of invincibility. Raising God-honoring children had been my greatest passion, and I somehow got off course.
Change came gradually.
My life’s not supposed to be easy.
Living life at a high rate of speed. Rest is overrated.
To whom much is given much is expected.
Not worrying, just plotting the next challenge.
If you’re doing it for God, then God will provide a way to get through it.
Bend over and pick up the next pebble.
Sometimes in obedience to God.
Sometimes unintentionally people-pleasing.
Never willing to show weakness, I attracted the pebbles of others
As the weight gets heavier, does trust in God grow, or does one just simply work harder?
Maybe I started thinking, “That’s ok God…..I got this.”
Time and energy that God seems to supply when we follow His paths somehow go away.
My best hope for changing the world and changing eternity…..is to raise kids who have an amazing impact in this world. Character doesn’t happen by accident, especially the kind that honors, obeys, and loves God.
Change has to happen. If I knew how, I would.
Pray, and wait, and be ready to make changes today that don’t necessarily bring results tomorrow.
I traditionally go Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve by myself. My oldest daughter was in from college, so I asked her to tag along. Thankfully she said yes. We shopped, not because we had to, but because we could.
It turned out to be a wonderful day spent together. A day that felt so different than any in recent memory. I transformed into a different person. A person with a greater ability to impact the lives of those around me. Relaxed. Smiling and speaking to strangers. Truly enjoying my daughter’s company. Enjoying the moment in a new way.
Later in the evening, I came to realize why.
A mind at true rest. The burden of problem solving and problem preventing that normally fills my mind was absent. Even though I’m not a worrier by any means, I am a thinker and a planner…….constantly on guard against winding up in unfavorable situations.
Looking too far ahead. Distracted. Missing out on right now. Constantly training and preparing for “tomorrow”.
Be careful of a life that becomes so full (even if it’s full of good things) that you spend your days in deep thought trying to solve it all, distracted from the present……..and the people in the present…..and in your presence.
A life that becomes too full for rest is in danger of becoming too full for God.
God’s love and direction in our lives can become clouded as we live like a panicked drowning man fighting against the person trying to pull us to the surface.
For the people who depend on you to shape their future, it’s important to have a vision for the future. But their greatest hope may lie in your efforts to make the most out of each moment in the present……without distraction.
Sports teams in preseason practices get dreadfully restless and bored until the real games start.
“Coach, can we at least scrimmage today?”
“Coach, you gonna pass out uniforms today?”
Don’t be a Bengals fan, living each season for “next season”.
John Fogerty – Centerfield
Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat, and brand-new pair of shoes
You know I think it’s time to give this game a ride
Just to hit the ball and touch ’em all, a moment in the sun
It’s gone and you can tell that one goodbye!
Oh, put me in, Coach, I’m ready to play, today
It’s time to carry people instead of rocks!
Being a parent is a full-time job. Do it well. The season starts today.
Got the right uniform on again. Put me in Coach.
2 thoughts on “Put Me In Coach, I’m Ready To Play!”
You are discovering an important life truth. You can do it all, but, probably not at the same time. I firmly believe that there are seasons in life, and, the trick is to sift down to the most important things during that season. Sometimes all the things can blend into each other, and we think we’ve got it all figured out. Sometimes our kids do something goofy, and we question everything we’ve ever said or done. Don’t worry, your kids are great, and you all are doing just fine on that constant balancing act of parenting. Hey, remember Jack Palance in City Slickers–“the secret of life is just one thing”–:)
Thanks so much for the wise words of encouragement, Jennifer. A little slow to figure out the season and adjust to the slow fade into having life dominated by excessive responsibility.