A friend contacted me today about a dilemma she is facing regarding a decision she is needing to make about her children. She briefly explained her options and asked if I had any wisdom to give her.
I was kind of “got”. Nothing really jumped out at me. I mean, I’ve never been in her shoes before, and I didn’t really have any personal experience to share. Her issue is also not one in which there is a true right or wrong answer. Her options are good ones. Solid ones. But which one is best? And who am I to say?
I logged offline without giving her an answer, and I went about my day. I mulled over her request while I was in the shower and I thought about her again while I was cleaning the bathroom. I considered what I should say to her when I was driving home from a neighbor’s, and I reflected on her situation while I was folding clothes.
One thing kept coming to me for her–the same thing that God has been placing on my heart for my own life over the past couple of months:
Now is the time! Whatever legacy you want to leave, now is the time to intentionally use each day to leave it.
I have been hearing this over and over in my own life lately. I have been given a renewed sense of urgency in my job as a momma, and I feel like God is telling me to set a few of life’s extras aside. I am not pursuing the things that I was pursuing a year ago–not because they’re bad things, but because they’re not the right things for me in this moment. I have two teenagers and a twelve-year-old at home. We are dealing with new things–new attitudes, new responsibilities, new behaviors, new opportunities, new hormones, for crying out loud! I need to re-group for this final battle against the enemy before my baby birds leave the nest.
Yes, this brings tears in my eyes.
So, even though my friend and I are dealing with different things, I feel as though we are dealing with the same things.
The life of a believer is a constant battle to set aside what is good for what is best. This is a never-ending struggle against the current of culture. It’s exhausting to stay vigilant in the midst of distractions, and discouragement often threatens to pull us under in moments of seeming defeat. Sometimes, the best we can do is to just plant our feet and stand firm, letting one good thing after another rush by us as we gather energy to grab hold of what is still coming around the bend–the best thing.
I wish I always knew when the best thing was coming–or even what it will look like. Oftentimes I don’t. And, the louder/busier/crazier my life is, the more difficult it is for me to be quiet enough to hear my options. When I feel like I am meeting myself coming and going, that’s when I know that I am missing what is best. When there is no down time in my day and no white space on my calendar, I know that I am shoving in too many “good” things and overlooking what is even better. And, when my morning lacks even twenty minutes for drinking in the Truth of God’s Word in time with Him, I know that I am way off base.
So, I say that now is the time. Now is the time to love the Lord with all my soul, to wear His commands on my heart and to impress them on my children–to talk about those commands when we’re sitting at home and when we’re walking along the road, when we’re lying down and when we get up. Now is the time to tie them as symbols on our hands and to bind them on our foreheads, writing them on the door frames of our houses and on our gates.
Now is the time.