It’s time for Five Minute Friday again! Five minutes of writing on a one word prompt. No editing. Just whatever comes out of our hearts. It’s amazing to see how just one word can draw out things that we’re already processing inside. The girls are joining me again as they have really enjoyed it the last few weeks AND WE’RE SO EXCITED TO TELL YOU: We are hosting a link-up for Five Minute Friday Kids’ Edition over at Desperate Homeschoolers! So please consider having your kids do their own five minutes of writing and link up with us over there! Here goes:
Ok, so I know I’ve used this picture before for a FMF post, but it just fit what I have to say today so very well, I had to use it again. Please forgive me!
Surely, I’m not the only one, but I find adjusting to the rhythm of a newborn in the house to be very, VERY difficult. Even when he’s the sweetest thing on the planet, it’s just really hard for me. I second-guess everything until I drive myself bonkers. Does he want to sleep now? Is he tired? Oh, maybe he’s hungry. It’s probably my fault – I’m not making enough milk. No wait, there’s poop on my leg – he must want a diaper change. How could I have missed that??? And on and on it goes. Please tell me there is someone else out there who does this!!!
It seems the only rhythm I can count on through these first weeks and months is the rhythm of the bouncy ball as one of us bounces him to sleep or bounces him to calm him down or bounces him to make him laugh.
And then some dear friends moved away and gave us their trampoline, so while I’m bouncing on the ball, I listen to my older ones’ rhythmic bouncing on the trampoline. And I think, will my life ever get into sync with the rhythms around me or will I always feel behind?
And then I remember Eugene Peterson’s wonderful translation of the “Come to me” verse which I’ll copy and paste when I’m done. And I just want to dance through each day to the rhythm of God’s grace to me in Jesus. And I can. I can rest in the confidence that everything he gives me to handle, whether it’s the wondrous-ness of that baby giggle or the frustration of inconsolable crying, he’s working out my salvation with it. I like that rhythm.
Here’s the verse I was thinking of: “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” Matthew 11:28-30, The Message
Be blessed this weekend, friends. Learn those unforced rhythms of grace with me!