I often end up stretching myself way too thin. It's something I've always had a habit of doing, and since high school, it has never changed. This semester I have truly taken on far too many responsibilities...National Board, teaching full-time, teaching part-time, three Master's classes, yearbook, and working on the house. I am definitely geared up and ready for Spring Break.
Several times this semester, I've found myself asking why I've done this. Why in the world did I think I was capable of doing it all? Honestly, many days I run through the door, change my clothes, brush my teeth, and crash into bed. While I'm thankful for all these opportunities, I realize that for my health and sanity, it's definitely not worth it.
A few weeks ago, my husband and I were headed to our favorite little Mexican hole-in-the-wall restaurant for dinner. As he wheeled into the parking lot, I asked him to please pray with me before we went in. He looked concerned, so I explained that I was just overwhelmed with everything I had going on and that I desperately needed peace. He grabbed my hand, and with a very serious look in his eyes, he said, "I'll pray for you, but I'm also going to pray that you never ever forget what this feels like so you won't do this to yourself again."
I think his point was extremely valid. How often to get into a bad situation and attempt to pray our way out of it just to blindly walk straight into it again? I know I've done that more times than I would want to honestly admit. What is it about us that hinders us from remembering the bad moments? After we get out of a situation, for many of us we wait a few months and dive headfirst back into it. This is one of those lessons I hope I've learned...and not just endured.
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