“I can only do what I can do.” That was my mantra for today. Like most people, I have a “to-do” list a mile long and it is simply overwhelming. Even though I have intentionally simplified life by cutting back on certain things, there still isn’t enough time in the day to do all the things that are worthy. Honestly, living with a kid who has “ADHD” and the unpredictability of it all can send me into a serious morning tailspin. And I can’t seem to catch my breath (literally) until I drop Stella off at school in the afternoon.
That time has come and the house is quiet. Today, I am taking the time to do something for me. I am sitting down with a cup of chai tea, a pumpkin muffin and my thoughts. Because right now, this is my happy place. I’m not going to think about my “next steps” for Logan. Or the fact that I had the laundry caught up yesterday and there’s now two more loads waiting for me. I’m going to forget that my dog could use a walk (sorry, Dexter). I’m going to look past all of the hand prints on the glass. The pile of papers waiting to be filed can wait some more. The library book that Stella misplaced – we can find it later. I will never be caught up, so I can only do what I can do. And I can’t solve all of life’s problems until I’ve had my tea.
As I take a minute to savor the silence, I think of this passage:
Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:2
I can’t literally hand Jesus my grocery list and directions to Stop-n-Shop. And I definitely can’t ask Him to clean up the dog poop in the backyard. But accepting that I’m doing my best, identifying that I need to sit and have a break, drawing my attention to what’s important – *that* is handing my burdens over to God. I could do it my way and work myself until I collapse on the floor in a heap of mush, or I can hand it over… and find rest in Him and in these quiet moments.