I will not waste my time running here, there and everywhere.
I will not spend my life energy on things or projects or activities that don’t matter.
I am not going to invest the scarce resource of the rest of my life in busyness.
I will give everything I’ve got to hearts and lives and people. I will pour myself into projects I’m passionate about, people I love and pursuits that will outlive my few years on this earth.
Because busyness does not define me.
Love does.
2016: A Little Extra Grace
Each day I am reminded by sights, smells, sounds and memories that Dominic is in Heaven and not here.
But there are moments and seasons when his absence is particularly strong-when I can’t breathe in without also breathing a prayer, “Father, let me make it through this minute, this hour, this day.”
And that’s when I need grace-from family, friends and strangers.
Read the rest here: A Little Extra Grace
2017: Who’s Gonna Miss You Baby?
Busyness has become a national idol-we rush from commitment to commitment, signing up to fill every single minute with something, anything that makes us feel important, valuable, irreplaceable.
Of course we have job and family obligations-as we should-but we don’t feel fully accomplished until we have colored in the edges of our calendar until no white space remains.
Because we think that if we don’t show up, people will miss us. We think that if WE don’t do this or that, it won’t get done. We are absolutely certain that our input is critical to the success of every mission, every committee, every project.
Can I let you in on a little secret? It’s not.
One of the inconvenient and difficult truths that has been burned in my brain since Dominic ran ahead to Heaven is this: his absence didn’t make a bit of difference to the world at large.
It only made a difference to the hearts that loved him.
Read the rest here: Who’s Gonna Miss You Baby?
2018: A High Price to Pay
I have learned a lot in these four years since Dominic ran ahead ahead to heaven.
But what a price to pay for wisdom!
It’s certainly not one I’d have agreed to up front.
Yet, here I am, older and oh, so much wiser, than I would have been if I had not buried a child.
Sometimes I resent that I wasn’t given the choice. I would trade any wisdom, no matter how beautiful and valuable for the life of my son.
Read the rest here: A High Price to Pay
2019: Distant Music
I don’t know about you, but sometimes cute little memes intended to help me “look on the bright side” fly all over me.
Sure, if life gives you lemons (bad hair day, late to work, long line at the grocery store) make lemonade.
But sometimes it’s not lemons life gives you, it’s an avalanche of pain, heartache and world-shattering awful.
Read the rest here: Distant Music
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