I had a change of plans really early today. My initial plan was to take a field trip to a local farm and pick strawberries with the kids. Last night, while unable to sleep, I mentally packed the picnic basket and picked out everyone’s clothes for the great photo opportunities that surely awaited us in a strawberry patch. At 1:3o this morning, Greenley woke up with a fever. By 9:30, she was throwing up Mini Wheats and orange juice. Thankfully, I had not told the other children about the adventure that would now have to wait.
Since I am now several weeks into my journey to experience this thing called the fullness of JOY, I quickly jotted down the gifts that I could see in this change of plans: holding a baby all day, the gift of slowing down, and movies for hours. I knew I was going to be cleaning up throw up all day, and if I was lucky, no one else would get it. I also knew that the other kids were going to have to take a back seat to the needs of another.
Thad and I always love to debrief our day. We wait until everyone is in the bed, pop some popcorn, and watch mindless TV. Between commercials, we take turns sharing. Thad and his team are reading Search and Rescue by Neil Cole and he opened up about the conversations they had shared over lunch yesterday. The team really focused their conversation around the idea of continually leaving the group to go after the next person in need of rescue. Thad called it the discipline of leaving. It is the daily decision to abandon what self wants for the good of another. Our natural bent is to put self above all else. It is a daily choice to consider the needs of another before our own. Thad put words to my restlessness. He named that feeling I get when I sense that nothing is permanent and that we are in constant motion. He put a name to that call from the Lord to release control and join Him.
Today I was given the opportunity to snuggle Greenley, watch TV, and just rest in the gift of this do nothing day. I was given the opportunity to show the other children the importance of putting Greenley first. We all slowed down, made the baby a ‘sick bed’ on the couch, and watched enough Nick Jr. to last a week. We took time out from our schedule to love on our little Chunk (her nickname..she’s a chunk) and it was a great day.
I hope that tomorrow I decide to leave what I want and join Him again.