...ever say to yourselves: "Ah, when I get through with THAT, then life will go back to normal"? I keep having new "thats" appear on the horizon though, and so the normal's return keeps getting pushed back.
Years ago when I was in the Air Force, working a desk, I'd say to myself in the morning, "Well, nothing going at work today, should be easy." It generally went downhill from there, so I quit saying that.
Thing is, I still carry around in my head definite ideas of how certain days and seasons "should be." As in summer = lot of time for reading, for visiting, for family. This year, once again, that has not been exactly the case. But it should, it really should, lighten up a bit AFTER the Higher Things Conference - not this week, but next. I hope I can find a bit of time in August to write next year's Lenten series too.
I find that the older I get the shorter the workweek and the longer the work list. I believe this has something to do with God's subtle speeding up of time as we move toward judgement day since it cannot possibly have anything to do with me, my advancing age, and my aging mind... Nope, don't go there.
A long time ago we were going through some bad times - my Dad died, my stepdaughter had a raft of problems, our toddler got cancer - we'd say, well, it can't get any worse. And then of course it did. We definitely stopped saying that! And never talked about getting back to normal. There's always a new "normal". It's all relative to the moment, I suppose. (BTW, things did get better from those really bad times - the toddler is now a healthy 29 year old young man, thanks be to God!)
hmmm... certain days and certain season as “they should be.” Outside the Divine Service and the Liturgical Calendar, rarely ever comes to past as we would like.
Reminds me of the books "Series of Unfortunate Events". The children in the stories kept trying to get past all the tragedies. The books made a quiet case that life is what happens when we have those quiet moments with friends and family, when we build our little sanctuary, in the middle of it all.
I am beginning to think that normal is where I am right now while looking forward to that elusive destination.
ReplyDeleteSteve,
ReplyDeleteThat's what Cindi says too. But I don't want it to be true. :)
Maybe normal does return, but is is changed too.
ReplyDeleteLife is what happens while you're making other plans.
Years ago when I was in the Air Force, working a desk, I'd say to myself in the morning, "Well, nothing going at work today, should be easy." It generally went downhill from there, so I quit saying that.
ReplyDeleteThing is, I still carry around in my head definite ideas of how certain days and seasons "should be." As in summer = lot of time for reading, for visiting, for family. This year, once again, that has not been exactly the case. But it should, it really should, lighten up a bit AFTER the Higher Things Conference - not this week, but next. I hope I can find a bit of time in August to write next year's Lenten series too.
ReplyDeleteI find that the older I get the shorter the workweek and the longer the work list. I believe this has something to do with God's subtle speeding up of time as we move toward judgement day since it cannot possibly have anything to do with me, my advancing age, and my aging mind... Nope, don't go there.
ReplyDeleteA long time ago we were going through some bad times - my Dad died, my stepdaughter had a raft of problems, our toddler got cancer - we'd say, well, it can't get any worse. And then of course it did. We definitely stopped saying that! And never talked about getting back to normal. There's always a new "normal". It's all relative to the moment, I suppose. (BTW, things did get better from those really bad times - the toddler is now a healthy 29 year old young man, thanks be to God!)
ReplyDeletehmmm... certain days and certain season as “they should be.” Outside the Divine Service and the Liturgical Calendar, rarely ever comes to past as we would like.
ReplyDeleteReminds me of the books "Series of Unfortunate Events". The children in the stories kept trying to get past all the tragedies. The books made a quiet case that life is what happens when we have those quiet moments with friends and family, when we build our little sanctuary, in the middle of it all.
ReplyDeleteTake care & God bless
Anne / WF