Good Day, God!
It came to me this evening that I am feeling slightly aimless. This morning I resigned from a committee in my Rotary Club. And I am now pretty much done with outside responsibilities. I’m feeling like it’s Decompression Time, God! Should I worry about getting the bends?
I’m only mostly joking about the bends. Because there is a fairly significant series of adjustments bubbling up inside me. One adjustment is changing my focus from “work” to family. My wonderful mom is 97. And as for my wonderful husband, all these years I’ve left all the major responsibilities for our family on Kit’s shoulders. That’s not fair to him and it’s not helping me grow.
Another adjustment I’m making is realizing that being on “autopilot” won’t do it. I guess that fact is appallingly obvious to most folks. But, it wasn’t until right now, God, that I realized “living on autopilot” is exactly what I’ve been doing.
It reminds me of the time when Suzy was very young and had a tricycle accident. A dear neighbor carried her home and helped me mope up the blood. Later Suzy explained that she wanted to see “if the tricycle would steer itself.”
I guess, God, that if we just keep going without having to turn that tricycles and lives DO sort of steer themselves. It is just that Turns Have to be Made! Please help me invest more Time with You, God. I need Your Help! And I need the help of others, too.