Re-entry.
It’s hard coming back to reality after being away.
Last week I spent precious moments with God at a retreat. The scene was perfect. Beautiful environment, bountiful library, spacious lodge, areas set up just for sitting quietly. My parents had the kids. My hubby and I had two full days to do nothing but connect with God and each other.
After a week of rest, one would think I would have new perspective and an arsenal of peace to handle the typical everyday pressures of motherhood.
But on Saturday, at the first sight of not-so-perfect conditions, I lost it.
The day went wrong from the very beginning. Instead of spending some quiet time with God while the kids were watching Saturday morning TV, I checked email and did internet research. Not exactly the best way to fuel my mind for the long day ahead.
The One I know to bring life to my life I pushed away.
Really?
Can you be too annoyed, too angry, too sad for God?
Why would I avoid the One who could give me strength to get through the day?
For the most part, I kept myself together for the duration of the day. However, toward the end of the day I found myself in the middle of a grocery store with two out of control girls running through aisles, throwing unnecessary items in the cart and screaming with delight because their mom was letting them get away with it. I knew I had lost it when I grabbed a cheesecake (with NO intention to share) and the Duncan Hines milk chocolate frosting to spoon off the craziness of my day.
The day ended with the arrival of my hubby after Saturday night church and I escaped. How? Bed and TV. What else? I had already eaten the cheesecake, as well as chips that daughter #2 had thrown into the cart as well as the fresh bread daughter #1 had confiscated. Did the sweets, salts, carbs or TV make me feel any better? No. In fact, it made me feel even worse.
I don’t know if the day would have been any better if I had opened the Word, but I do know that my soul would have had an underlying peace to help me endure.
I can totally relate to Paul when he writes in Romans chapter 7:
I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.I know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. For in my inner being I delight in God’s law; but I see another law at work in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within my members. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? Thanks be to God—through Jesus Christ our Lord! Romans 7:15,18-19,22-25
I pray today that I can learn how to be still when the world around me is not so still.
This post gave me great insight as well as Listening through the Noise at Surviving Motherhood.
How are you handling your everyday?

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