For the Ambitious: Jesus is Calling
I love lists. If you were to look in my phone at the notepad app, you would see lists of varying sizes and ambitiousness: some include my life goals, some have a grocery list, and some are lists of stories I want to write. Like most list people, I like to see those items neatly checked off.
This is why I decided to stand on a chair at eight months pregnant and place sticker stars across the wall. Don't judge me. I worked into the evening. Goal: After the hour of 2200, there would be shooting stars cascading across the wall in the baby's nursery, so that bambino number two would not be staring at boring white in the first hours of its waking life. Because after all, that would certainly qualify me as a Bad Mom.
In about a month, I am going to be a card-carrying member of the “Two Kids Under Three” club. I know there will be days when all I accomplish will be keeping them fed and safe. This is hard for me. I will tell you the truth: I am not ready for this.
The other day, God reminded me that my priorities are out of whack. “This season is an opportunity,” he said.
An opportunity? How so?
“You make ME a priority, and I will take care of the rest,” He said. In Mark 4:19, it says: “But the cares of the world and the deceitfulness of riches and the desires for other things enter in and choke the word, and it proves unfruitful.”
Uh-oh, my desires to do more and be more are not coming from him. Whoops. The world says: You can’t just be a Mom who desires for her children to follow the Lord. You must be striving, child, to be on the best-seller list, a fitness guru, or the inventor of the latest gadget.
My husband is an easy-going type. Thank goodness, right? He completes a task in a much more Zen, er, I mean Jesus-like manner. He does his best, and he finishes. And it is OK if he doesn’t quite finish. As he likes to tell me: There will always be tasks to be completed. You will never walk around with everything done. It’s so irritating to me when he says this, but I know down deep that he is right.
Some evenings, when my tasks at least “feel” completed, I stare at the stars on the wall placed by my human hand. It is during that time that I am reminded that the wonders of my hands are nowhere near the wonders of my heavenly father’s.
In 1 Corinthians 3:11 it says: “For no one can lay a foundation other than that which is laid, which is Jesus Christ.”
New list: Rest at HIS feet. The rest will follow.
Hilary Covil is wife to John and the mother of (almost) two girls. Besides writing, she enjoys working with children, singing, and hiking.