I expected that as a consequence of my wait and see attitude to this year I would be bored. Going slightly barmy sitting at home with my girls, desperately craving adult company, and stimulation above that of a three year old. What I have found instead is … I am available.
When my sister-in-law wants to come and have a swim on a stinking hot day; I’m available. When a friend wants to come for a play-date to give her husband a chance to sleep; I’m available. When I am asked to help my grandparents; I’m available. I can offer to cook dinner for my sister when my niece is sick; I can help out my friend who has just had a new baby; the list goes on.
My days are never boring, they seem to have quite a good rhythm and never feel rushed. I’m getting plenty of chances to connect with others, as are my girls. Maybe this is a glimpse of what “the unforced rhythms of grace” feel like?
I am loving this slow and steady start to the year. I know that I will eventually take things on and life will become busy, but I want to establish this as my default position. When all the busyness stops, this is where I want to come back to, not the rushed life of before. It’s not going to be easy, but I have a feeling it’ll be worth it.