Oh how I missed you all last week! (That is “y’all” for my southern sisters!) I so love connecting with my cyber friends each week. It felt strange not doing so for a straight seven days.
However, my uncle’s funeral in Kentucky caused me to pause.
And to ponder.
How easy it is to get caught up in the routine of life; the kids, the house; work and such. The path we walk, though I’d love for it to be an off-beaten, leisurely one, complete with breath-taking nature and sweetly singing birds, instead is often a tedious treadmill of activity with which we must keep pace.
Oh, and someone keeps turning up the speed on the dial to a point where we can hardly keep up!
How both foreign and fabulous it felt last week to unplug from the computer (don’t worry, I’m not going away!).
I took a Facebook fast. I didn’t blog. I felt no desire to “check Craig’s List” for a bargain.
(Those close to us know we are CL fanatics. Our entire house (new stainless steel appliances and all!) is decorated in early American Craig’s List. We’ve also purchased baseball equipment, clothing, a lawn mower, a snow blower, and any other item you might imagine. Yep, my hubby is the Craig’s List King!!!)
For two whole days I spent time with extended family; many I had only met once years ago; some never.
No phones to answer, no emails to return (although a couple hundred were waiting when I plugged back in!).
I actually loved the pause.
It allowed me to ponder.
And this is what raced through my mind all week:
When instead someday, it is me lying in that big brown box, my soul now departed from my body, what will I be remembered for?
And more importantly, do my actions now help or hinder me in that quest?
Do I want those paying their respects to say, “Wow, could she get things done! What a fast-paced life of activity she lived!”
How about, “Man could she talk!” ?
Or, “What a way with words. She was a great writer!” ?
I so desperately want to be remembered for two things alone.
She loved God.
And she loved on people.
To be remembered so will require adjustments; a shift in my thinking.
Leave the pressing project to counsel with the perplexed person.
Choose a cup of coffee with my husband over a way-cool Internet site just discovered.
Put down the mop to visit with the child who just made the mess!
Stop on a neighborhood walk to chat instead of hurrying home to read emails.
Read my Bible, connecting with God daily, instead of sleeping in a half-hour longer.
Write a hand-written note of encouragement to a weary soul instead of vegging in front of the TV. (Okay–my multi-tasking mind just went straight to “Or at least write the handwritten note WHILE vegging in front of the TV!!!“)
People before projects.
Family before friends.
And God before all else.
After all, the saying is true. No one one their death bed ever says, “I wish I’d spent more time at the office.”
I must end this post now.
I’ve got a Bible to read.
And a family to love on. (Today that means homemade chili for the guys returning from opening day of deer hunting and a Thanksgiving care package mailed to Kenna in North Carolina).
I’ll see you back here Wednesday. I have a topic I’ve wanted to address for a while that goes right along with this chat.
Until then, will YOU pause and ponder?
CAUTION: it may require some adjustments on your part.
But the results are worth it.
People above projects.
God above all else.
See you soon, sweet sisters!