A friend turns 30, a trip is planned, nine girls spending a weekend on a ranch overlooking a lake, horses, and all that girly trips entail. I nearly declined the invitation due to finances and the feeling that this was way too luxurious. I recognized the voice of the enemy and decided NOT to listen. ” Ok self, no, I really don’t have the extra money to do this, but who cares, Im going anyway”. The husband was fully supportive.
First, I got a call to play piano in a wedding that Saturday, Beatles songs -that is. The chance to challenge myself as a piano player and make some {needed} money. The voice started rolling “ Your really do need to become better at playing classic rock music and you really should make some extra money.” I recognized the enemy was once again trying to steal this opportunity for rest and relaxation. The hubs was still rallying that I go on the trip. I declined the Piano Job.
Next, My husband and our band were asked to open for Caleb The band, that Friday night. The voice started ranting again ” You have to stay now, you can’t dissapoint your husband, after all, y’all minister together”. My saga was pouring out to the husband and he looked unmoved, “ what do you mean you need to stay? no, you don’t, I knew you were gonna be gone, I’ve got a free-form acoustic variation set already planned, band practice scheduled”. So, I said ” You know what self, I am putting a guilt trip on myself, STOP IT! I will go on this girls trip”.
Then last night the dishwasher broke, and not a quiet death, dear dishwasher decided to bathe the entire kitchen with it’s contents before calling it quits. Thanks, dear dishwasher, did you have to do this at 11:35 p.m? The house was a wreck and I started doubting my decision. I really shouldnt do this, go out of town with the dishwasher broken”. I grabbed my yardstick of truth I’ve been storing in my brain this week and started swatting at that nasty thought. I told it where to go and where to stay. I also informed myself that the hubs was quite the talent of a dishwasher .
I have a new mid year resolution,
To be kinder to myself.
At the moment these words become live on the web I will be in a mountain cabin on a ranch over looking a lake with nine fab girls, my kids might eat hot dogs three times a day and the hubs might forget a change of clothes for church but in the end, It will all be ok.
What about you? Could you be kinder to yourself?
*pic taken by yours truly, Saint Simons Pier at dusk. This image says reprieve and peace to me.
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This is the ideal, in my mind, of how marriage goes, how the church could work, not that I could explain it better than your post.
We give each other more than one would ask, so the struggle is getting past accepting, not struggling with getting, and giving is just what we do.
I agree Jason, You are exactly right. I didn’t even really see how this concept can correlate with Marriage and similarly represent the church. Shannon and I were just talking about you and your family the other day! Thanks for chiming in, Jason;)
Yes…I think this is a great resolution. As women, I think we have a tendency to tear ourselves down from the inside out, which is not something God intends for us. 🙂
Yes, Jessica I do agree, we think our households begin and end with us, in some ways they do but we need to give ourselves a break sometimes!
P.S. I just came back from your band website. Email me?
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Ok I will!