Have you ever missed something, because you were heavily involved in something else?
Like having a house stay clean for more than 10 minutes because your science experiment exploded a little too much?
You know or all those moms that get together for a girls lunch because all their kids are in public school & you can't even go to the bathroom by yourself without a kid knocking on the door.
Or not being able to get a post on your blog, because your kids have decided to wake up randomly throughout the night, just to throw off your game. And by the time they are all asleep, your exhausted & say bag it.
Or miss a picnic in the park, because it decides to rain.
Or you miss quilt group, for 3rd month in a row, because your lambing.
So any ways, do you get what I am getting at? Now let me say I truly love what we do for a living, I do.
So back to my story . . . the other day I was feeling kind of sorry for myself. We are going on 60+ days of lambing & to be truthful, there was a few days last week when I was ready to be done, But it isn't done & so we keep going. So I was tired, & it had been a long couple of days, & I was feeling kind of down. Not really feeling sorry for myself, but just one of those moments, when sometimes is just hard to be responsible. I had missed quilt group for the 3rd month in a row because we were working sheep & I couldn't get gone. (Now quilt group is like the highlight of my "Me" time for the month. I love it, it is inspiring, fun & completely refreshing). I then talked to my friends, they were vacationing on a warm summer beach, I was reading my favorite quilt designer blogs & they had just come out with new patterns. (One day I plan on designing & selling quilt patterns.) I haven't made a trip back home to see my parents for almost 5 months now. Anyways you get the idea.
So I was feeling a little down about all the things I "couldn't do" right then, because I am heavily involved in something else. (Ie. Homeschooling & Ranching).
So as I was going through my down day, I had the thought & scripture come to to me. Ecclesiates 3:1-8.
"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace."
I realized how crazy it was for me to be in a down mood. Just because I am not currently not doing some of those things I wanted to be doing, doesn't mean I can't ever do them. It just means it is not the right season for me.
My season right now, is baby lambs & baby boys. And that is wonderful. My season is to be working along side my husband every day. To stand back & admire him from a distance as he provides for our family & I get to be next to him.
My season is cooking meals, & changing a million dirty diapers. It is my season to be snuggling with babies, teaching math & washing muddy clothes from little boys.
My season right now is reading bedtime stories, playing soccer as a family & eating lunch with my boys, not my girlfriends. One day I may not be able to read bedtime stories, & snuggle. I may not have any more dirty diapers to change, or spelling to practice. There will come a time (& I pray not for 75 more years!) That I won't get to stand next to my handsome hubby & work.
One day this season will end & then I will have plenty of time to make quilt patterns, & sit on a beach, eat lunch with my friends, or have my house stay clean. But sometimes we just have to remember, to everything there is a season. And how lucky we are to be in the season of life we are in. And I am sure when that day comes I will dearly miss this season I am in.
So since that day, I have been keeping that in my head, to everything there is a season, & I have tried to enjoy it more. Snuggling a little longer, loving the curly locks of my baby, letting them stay up a little longer, trying to say yes instead of no more, admiring my ruggedly handsome hubby more, reading another chapter because they asked, slowing down & being grateful. Just grateful that I have been so blessed in this wonderful season of my life. And you know what, once I changed perspective I feel so much more at peace & I found time to sew!
What is your season of life right now?