Busy-ness – 6/16/17


My new word: Busy-ness, means a lot more than meets the eye. I spelled it like that so you would understand my inherent meaning. Filling your life with the same old: wake up, groan (since another day is here too quickly,) shower, rinse, repeat, eat breakfast (or skip it altogether,) yell at kids for not moving, work, work, work (at home or away,) lunch, work, dinner, haul kids to lessons or sports, chores, sleep. (Times that by three for mothers of toddlers!) Going through the motions, without a backward glance. Busy. ness. Without stopping to smell the roses, and whether they are roses or ranunculus (the only other R flower name I could find, I was trying to alliterate.) 

But anywho, I have learned, coming from one who is qualified to testify, slow down. Lift up your eyes from the grindstone, and look around. We tend to work so hard, we miss the really important stuff, because it’s not on the to-do list. (I used to be a member of the club!)

Make this day one of meaning. Marvel at that stunning sunset. Enjoy a green flourishing mountainside. Actually watch and enjoy your kid’s newest trick or listen to their never-ending story. Study that immaculate flower in your yard. Stop and truly savor that luscious chocolate bar. (Chocolate should be savored!) Appreciate the little things God has blessed you with. Count your blessings. (That’s all I have to say about that!)