One morning not long ago, as I was getting ready for work, I found myself staring at the shirts in my closet. I was having a hard time deciding which one to wear. After about 45 seconds, I finally realized what I was doing… or not doing, as it were.
I then realized that I didn’t have the luxury of taking the time to think about exactly which shirt I wanted to wear. This is because we are older parents of two small children, ages four and almost three, one of which has special needs that is rather draining for his parents in this season of life.
It’s humbling to admit that I don’t have an extra 45 seconds to decide which shirt I want to wear. It’s also the same season in which my wife is barely able to take 45 seconds to go to the bathroom in private without worrying what destruction awaits with the two little munchkins under 3 feet tall just outside the bathroom door.
For this season, this is our life, and it is what it is.
So taking the extra time to select just the right shirt is a choice that belongs to yesteryear. Who knows, perhaps it also belongs to tomorrow. Regardless, it is a luxury that does not belong to today.
I want to be realistic about this season and make the best choices I can today. As long as I’m stuck in yesteryear, I won’t be able to accept where I am. And accepting where I am is a precursor to getting to the next place God has for me… wherever that is.
I just hope there are more independent children there.
