Some days, things on “my list” seem to be added twice as fast as they are being checked off. You know the things. In fact, I’m sure you have your own list.
Thing like laundry that needs to be washed, folded and put away, because everyone is out of undies, and wrinkled piles of clean clothes aren’t doing anyone any good. Groceries that need to be bought because every time you go into the kitchen looking for a snack, all you find are ingredients and nothing to actually eat. Things like “kid car” that really could stand to be vacuumed, and light bulbs that need to be changed and grey hairs and eyebrows and pimples to tend to. Things like the stubborn seven or seventeen or seventy pounds that just.refuse.to.go.away.
Never mind things like doctor’s appointments and oil changes and PTA meetings and COMMON CORE MATH (which I’m getting really good at, BTW. I’ve mastered the numbers 1-5 now, so if you need help, you have a friend in me, friends. Just say the *dreaded* words).
I could go on. Lunches that have to be packed. Closets and bathrooms and floors that need to be cleaned. And then things like is my kid eating a balanced diet and getting enough fresh air and exercise? Heck, am I eating a balanced diet and getting enough fresh air and exercise? And then there are super tough seasons, like the bill that is due when there just isn’t enough money in the bank account this month. Or the health concerns or the family feuds or the choices that the children make that just might really send you over the edge this time.
Some of these things are piercing and some are paralyzing and some flat out change the story as we thought it was going to be written. But in large part, most of the things are really just…nagging.
Life nags, I call them.
These little things that just always have to be done and sometimes the only reward for getting one of them crossed of the list is that you get to move on to the three others that have since been added.
And if you’re a Type-A like me, it can be easy to become consumed with these life nags. There’s just something about getting to check every last item off on a list. However, while these life nags are a necessary part of life, and in some way, all play a role in building routine and rhythm and structure, they aren’t the point.
It turns out, people have been struggling with balancing all of the things and all of the life nags for a long time. I love this passage in Habakkuk (3:17-19) from The Message:
Though the cherry trees don’t blossom and the apples and strawberries don’t ripen, though the apples are worm-eaten and the wheat field stunted. Though the sheep pens are sheepless and the cattle barns empty, I’m singing joyful praise to God. I’m turning cartwheels of joy to my Savior God. Counting on God’s Rule to prevail. I take heart and gain strength. I run like a deer. I feel like I’m king of the mountain!
So, as I begin this week, my goal is to deal with whatever life nags need to be dealt with. But while I’m dealing with them, I’m trying to keep my mind and my thoughts on the bigger picture, the things that matter, the things that are good and whole and right.
Things like my relationship with my Creator and the incredible story He continues to write in and through and with my life.
Things like my community and the amazing people I get to call friends. Don’t you know some amazing people? Where would we be without our peeps. I just do not know. And they are worth thinking about, thanking God for and sending a quick note to this week.
Things like the little things that matter a lot: a warm house, a roof over my head, food on my table, a soft place to sleep, and clean water to drink. Man, do we take these things for granted. I know I do.
I’m focusing on my kiddo and the great honor and blessing it is to be a mom. In the midst of all the things to do and sacrifices and sleepless nights, being a mom has tugged at heartstrings I never knew I had. And investing in this little gift I call a daughter is one of my greatest joys.
Those are things that give me life, gain strength, and feel like I’m king of the life nag mountain!
Whaddya say? Join me this week in not letting the life nags nag?