priorities
Tonight, I have things that I could have done. Some of the piles could've come home from work with me, or some of the piles here could've been taken care of.
There is laundry like to be folded and put away, plenty to do.
I even intended that to night would be the day I would unpack what the Lord taught me this weekend. But I'm tired and I won't.
Yesterday, my sister-in-law sent me a video of my niece "talking to me on the phone". She said she has been repeatedly "calling" me. Then she told me that Gracie said to her, "I see Linda tomorrow?"
I told her yes, I would come today.
I almost didn't. I almost decided that I needed to spend the evening doing something "productive".
But as I sat on the couch, with my niece cuddled on one side and my nephew on the other watching Trolls, I realized there is nothing more productive I could be doing.
Spending time with this sweet littles so that they can say with confidence, "you love me" is one of the most precious things I can do. Sure no actual work got accomplished, what songs were song, stories were read, dance parties with thrown and memories were made.
In the long run, I don't care if these little people remember that I got all the reports done for work, they will get done. I don't care if they remember that my laundry was always organized, it's not. I care that they remember that I loved them and wanted to spend as much time with them as I could.
Time is fleeting. I need to make sure the my focus is on what actually matters.
There is laundry like to be folded and put away, plenty to do.
I even intended that to night would be the day I would unpack what the Lord taught me this weekend. But I'm tired and I won't.
Yesterday, my sister-in-law sent me a video of my niece "talking to me on the phone". She said she has been repeatedly "calling" me. Then she told me that Gracie said to her, "I see Linda tomorrow?"
I told her yes, I would come today.
I almost didn't. I almost decided that I needed to spend the evening doing something "productive".
But as I sat on the couch, with my niece cuddled on one side and my nephew on the other watching Trolls, I realized there is nothing more productive I could be doing.
Spending time with this sweet littles so that they can say with confidence, "you love me" is one of the most precious things I can do. Sure no actual work got accomplished, what songs were song, stories were read, dance parties with thrown and memories were made.
In the long run, I don't care if these little people remember that I got all the reports done for work, they will get done. I don't care if they remember that my laundry was always organized, it's not. I care that they remember that I loved them and wanted to spend as much time with them as I could.
Time is fleeting. I need to make sure the my focus is on what actually matters.
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