"How a woman thinks is often how she lives. May we think on and live out truth, and only truth, today." -- Lysa TerKeurst Unglued
Do you ever have those weeks, maybe even days, that you wish never happened? I do.
Last Tuesday my dad slipped on ice and ended up being flown to the trauma hospital in Seattle. He ended up with swelling and bleeding in his brain. Not cool. In 2010, he had a subdural hematoma which landed him in the hospital for almost 2 months. On top of that, his kidneys began to fail. In 2013, he had a kidney transplant. So as you can see, my Pops isn't in the best of health. And to have him go back into the hospital was nerve-wracking, to say the least.
I definitely became unglued. Anything and everything my dear, sweet Bean did sent me off the deep end. She had several late nights which made things exponentially worse. She's my mini-me. When we react the same way, friction occurs. I found myself in a pool of tears that whole week. Tears and prayer. Sometimes all I could muster was "Jesus. Jesus. Jesus."
I lived this past week with a lot of inside chatter. What am I doing wrong as a mom? Should I get on a plane to see my dad even though mom said not to? What if that's the last time? What did I do to make my daughter go all crazy, psycho on me? Why don't I have everything together? Will he notice my faults? Can I be a foster parent when my own kids are losing their cool? There was so much inside chatter that it was emotionally draining and causing me to disengage.
And you know what? My man called me on it.
And that's why I love him.
He called me on it, but spoke truth and held me accountable in an oh so loving way. He took that inside chatter and provided encouragement and love. God also reminded me to look at,
Last Tuesday my dad slipped on ice and ended up being flown to the trauma hospital in Seattle. He ended up with swelling and bleeding in his brain. Not cool. In 2010, he had a subdural hematoma which landed him in the hospital for almost 2 months. On top of that, his kidneys began to fail. In 2013, he had a kidney transplant. So as you can see, my Pops isn't in the best of health. And to have him go back into the hospital was nerve-wracking, to say the least.
I definitely became unglued. Anything and everything my dear, sweet Bean did sent me off the deep end. She had several late nights which made things exponentially worse. She's my mini-me. When we react the same way, friction occurs. I found myself in a pool of tears that whole week. Tears and prayer. Sometimes all I could muster was "Jesus. Jesus. Jesus."
I lived this past week with a lot of inside chatter. What am I doing wrong as a mom? Should I get on a plane to see my dad even though mom said not to? What if that's the last time? What did I do to make my daughter go all crazy, psycho on me? Why don't I have everything together? Will he notice my faults? Can I be a foster parent when my own kids are losing their cool? There was so much inside chatter that it was emotionally draining and causing me to disengage.
And you know what? My man called me on it.
And that's why I love him.
He called me on it, but spoke truth and held me accountable in an oh so loving way. He took that inside chatter and provided encouragement and love. God also reminded me to look at,
[W]hatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable -- if anything is excellent or praiseworthy -- think about such things. -- Philippians 4:8
Ultimately, I have a choice on how I react and how I process my emotions. This week will be filled with rest. What will that look like for me? I'm not one that takes a rest very often, so I will need to start slowly and intentionally. I will take a minimum of 30 minutes of rest each day, on top of my quiet times, to intentionally pursue and reflect on rest because "where there is a lack of rest, there is an abundance of stress." I want to live out truth and not let the joy that God provides be squashed because I chose to let my emotions be in control.
How will you rest this week?
How will you rest this week?