I wish…these words often come out of my mouth and I wish they wouldn’t. SO often when I wish for something it brings me to a place of discontentment.
I wish for success.
I wish for more time.
I wish I could just sit down and write a book without interruptions.
Whenever I wish for these things I wish something away.
Maybe I don’t need more time, maybe I just need to manage my time better.
Maybe I already am successful, because it really only depends on how you define success.
Maybe now is not the time to write a book. Sure I can write when I have the chance, but honestly my children matter more to me than getting a book out in a specific time frame.
Maybe now is not the time for me to have the things I wish for. I’m thinking I could have them if I worked hard enough for them, but often I ask myself is it really worth it?
When I see my 6 year old sitting on her bed playing with her toys I think about how much time has gone by, and how fast she is growing up. My children keep me grounded because it would be so easy for me to float around in this world from one thing to another.
My children keep me focused, they help me to keep my eye on God and this home and this family He has blessed me with. Sometimes I wonder why not me in certain areas of my life, and maybe the answer is right in front of me. Maybe it’s because God wants me HERE right NOW.
Now giving up on writing and things I LOVE doing isn’t what I feel God wants me to do, but things need to be kept in perspective and my heart needs to remain focused on what He has me doing right now.
I need to stop wishing and just start trusting…