that's what i want.
but when i crossed over the great divide of busy school year and stepped slowly into summer this morning, i woke with the sense that there's much to do. i should make a list. yes, i told myself, a list would help -- keep me on task and focused and moving forward. i have about a thousand things which i promised to "get to" this week. in the past month of the great school-year-wrap-up, i was continuously shoving things into the save pile. continuously pushing appointments and communication and decisions into the "look at it later" file. and so now here i am in the middle of that later. and what's a gal to do at this stage in the game, but to make a glorious TO DO list and begin her determined-woman plan of attack.
that's what i did.
a long, excruciatingly detailed list of everything which i have for so long put off. this list with all of its grievances and annoyances and nuances -- this list which i cannot ignore for too many minutes more without serious repercussions. oh, this list. that list. the TO DO list helps. it will make me more efficient and effectual in my day...my week...my summer. but as i put down my pen and look at those 36 items neatly numbered on pretty paper, all i can think is, "is this what i am really supposed to be doing?" i can sit here this morning on the cusp of lovely summertime and write out a list detailing the mundane, but why am i not using my morning dreaming something more marvelous? i have these quiet hours before small (and actually, rather big) feet come pattering down the stairwell, and i am using my brain to plot out appointments and grocery items. and what keeps running through my head is this thought: i know i have stuff to do. i cannot escape that. try as i may, i can't hide from the menial tasks and necessary to dos of everyday living. but, for heaven's sake jody, carve out the time to write down the bigger stuff...the dreams and desires God stirs in my heart -- when i take time to hear Him. what does God really want at the top of my TO DO list? i am pretty sure, though He is okay with me registering a child for a sport's camp or calling a repairman, what He really wants is me to be listening and looking to the list He has for my life. what does He want me to do?
that's what i need.
|i wasn't kidding|
that's what i think you want too.
i am pretty sure we are all wired this way. i might be an odd woman, but i am not a woman standing alone in this. whether you are a list maker or not, you are a fellow traveler with TO DO type items trailing behind you --swirling around you. and this morning...on this lovely, start-of-summer morning, can we ask ourselves and ask the Creator and the Writer of the morning and the summer and the lists, "what am i really supposed to be doing?"
i know we all have places to go and appointments to keep and mouths to feed and dogs to groom and letters to mail and errands to run...these are the unavoidable details of humble living...grateful breathing. but can we...shouldn't we...might we...make a list on this sweet morning of summer's edge and listen to His voice. what has God put on your heart that is hiding behind all of the stuff you have put on your list? that's a great question for summer's gracious start. and when you ask, get ready to write, for i know He will answer. because...
that's what He does.
"call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know."
~ jeremiah 33:3