And yet another week begins. It's Sunday night, my children are in bed, the sound of Carrie Underwood serenading Sunday night football is coming from the back of the house, and I'm tip tapping away at my computer. On my right is a 'ticket to play' that must be filled out in order for my son to begin basketball tryouts tomorrow. On my left is the almighty calendar (I'm still old school), dictating what is on the agenda for the week. Let's see if this sounds familiar: doctors appointments, work, more work, leadership development, basketball try-outs, football practice, cheerleading practice, carpooling, passing the baton between myself and my wonderful husband/baby daddy. Sometimes, I don't know about y'all, but sometimes I feel like that calendar has a noose around my neck just dragging me from one place to another. Hear my heart please. I AM grateful for my life and the opportunities I have been given. I AM grateful for my hard-working husband and being able to give this writing career thing a shot. I AM grateful for my children's health and their ability to participate in sports. I AM grateful for health insurance and the guidance and care of physicians.
But have you ever pictured yourself sitting criss-cross applesauce on the Sunday square, elbows propped on knees, hands holding chin just looking at the next six squares, sighing, "Really?"
If I don't begin the week on my knees in prayer asking Sweet Jesus to guide my steps, my walk through the six squares looks more like a poor soul with vertigo than a graceful ballerina. Guaranteed, without His guidance I will fall flat on my face (kind of like I did when I was trying to show my eleven-year-old daughter I can still walk the fence as a balance beam.). Forty hurts, y'all!
Here's my take-away. Time is our most precious commodity. It is a gift, a precious one. Ask the Giver how to use it. Ask the Giver where to invest. Ask the Giver what/who is most important.
As Psalm 90:12 says, "So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom." Help me to be a good steward of the time I have been given, for only You know how much that is.
Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.