This morning was a frustrating one getting out the door. We had a battle of the wills, diapers/back/clothes/bumbo, the foreboding task of finding matching clean socks … to name a few. Thankfully, as it turned out my friend was also going to be late (phew!) so it gave us some breathing room. And, after many attitude checks (of my own), we got in the truck and went on our way.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
The gas light went off. Ok, maybe to you that’s not the biggest deal, but for me, I like to have a full tank of gas before the morning because (like mentioned above) time isn’t always on my side in the mornings. That or, I am not with the times in the morning. Smile.
We were already expected to be late, so stopping just made us a few more minutes late. No biggie, right?! Insert second thankful thought to conquer frustration: at least the gas station is close, we have a vehicle to fill gas with. Sure enough, the pump isn’t open that I drove up to and now I am locked in with the vehicles surrounding me. It’s ok, we’ll just be a few more minutes late, I think as I turn up the strings quartet playing a rhapsody so Judah doesn’t ask me why I’m not getting out (ha!).
When I get to the pump to fill, I get out, do my thing and wait for the gas to pump. It makes me slow down for a minute and get out of my own little world. I hear the busy-ness around me. Feel the crispness of the winter morning. See the people around me.
One man drove up in a company surveying truck and started to fill up with gas. It made me start to think about what his day would look like. Maybe he drives around all day. Maybe he is just late this morning like me and works in the office and just gets a truck to drive. Maybe he’s the owner of that company advertised on his truck, or maybe just a long time employee. Maybe …
As I thought about it, I started thinking about what it was like when I went to work everyday. The schedule I had, the things that kept me busy, what I looked like when I filled up for gas … Basically, it got me thinking about how different life looks for me compared to 5 years ago and how I wouldn’t change a thing.
I wouldn’t change a thing.
Yea, there are frustrating mornings, and little moments I definitely can lose my cool and wonder why this is the job I wanted. Or sometimes I think I am content until I see another mom (in pretty much the same shoes as me) and it seems things are not as difficult in her “job”. But, when I get out of my own little world and see the big picture, this is exactly what I want.
Sometimes, we think we want out of our current situation because it’s: uncomfortable, not part of the long term goal, too hard, frustrating, etc. But if we would all get out our “trucks” per say, take in the surroundings and view our lives with a bird’s eye view, I think we’d more often realize that 1. we really do have it good and 2. we are made perfectly for what we are doing. Don’t get me wrong, there is ALWAYS room to improve and achieve more in, goals and future plans will be there and will sometimes not come soon enough(!). But how are we ready for what’s next if we aren’t even happy with what’s in front of us?
I have learnt in whatever state I am to be content … Philippians 4:11
[content]: satisfied to the point where you are not disturbed or disquieted
More on how to be content.
pic pix: Jude + Hunt ‘babysitting’ Isra while I get ready, Jan.2016