(Harvesting Blog Drafts – This post was started on the first week of September 2014. Much of it could have been written this year. I suspect I am not alone.)
A few Saturday’s ago, I woke up and wanted a treat for breakfast. Normally, we have a grab’n’go breakfast at our home. If we have a prepared by mom breakfast, it is served at supper time.
We had completed our first week of school, and I wanted to do something special. So I got up and began making waffles.
As I stood there, with the first wafts of waffle-y goodness filling the kitchen, the voices started muttering.
I had done a full grocery trip the day before. I had preceded the grocery trip with a menu plan. When I got home, I put things carefully away in an organized manner. Winning.
When I went through the cupboards for waffle supplies, I found that I had missed some of our major staple items.
The only thing I dislike more than shopping (especially grocery shopping) is finding out I have messed up.
I get all panicky about budgets (and other things that I might fail at). I feel like it reflects on me as a mother and wife if the kitchen stuff isn’t wonderful, healthy, creative, and fun.
So as I’m making waffles at 7 in the morning on a Saturday, all these condemning apparitions circled around me chorusing about my failure.
And then I tuned in to what I was thinking/hearing.
And I began to point out a few things to those complaints.
I pointed out that I was making waffles at 7am on a Saturday (are there enough bonus points in the motherhood game for this?!?).
I pointed out that we had just completed our first full week of homeschool using a million new systems and a number of new resources and nobody was killed or harmed in the making of that homeschool week (again – how many bonus points?!?).
And I pointed out that the sum of my mothering and wife-ing is NOT measured in the kitchen.
This is know. This I have taken great comfort in over the years. Yet it is the first place that the lies of the Enemy get louder and louder as I walk this walk out.
It begs the question – what am I measuring myself against?
If I take my eyes off of my important things and put them onto the secondary things (which are still important, but not most important), what and who benefits?