(poem written on 11-20-20 after observing an interaction between a graduating senior and his mama)
his eyes weary from lack of sleep
his backpack weighing down his shoulders (and mind)
with looming projects and passing deadlines
his words expressing the worry and stress of "not enough" --
not enough money
not enough time
not enough emotional bandwidth for all the goodbyes
Did you pick up your exam treats?
He said his schedule is booked solid
from the time he wakes up
until he lays his head down, exhausted
Places to go
Things to accomplish
People to see
and the time left in the semester is running out
Your exam treats are in your dad's office
You should try to get them today
(Little does he know
that there are treats!, chocolate!, and money!
waiting for him
if he will only make the time to pick them up)
And I think about my own disheveled self and my own chaotic day
rushing from thing
to thing
to person
to task
to mess-to-clean-up
to toddler-to-console
to argument-to-mediate
And all the while
there are "exam treats"
waiting in my heavenly Father's "office"
They've been there all along
but I was too busy yesterday to stop by
I complain
about the chaos
and the stress
and the to-do lists...
Unaware...
(or maybe it's just that the busyness has just caused me to forget)
...that taking the time
to go to my Father
will bring the peace
rest
and joy that I'm craving
Press pause on the never-ending checklist
Treasures in His Word are waiting...
Will I take the time to stop by today?
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” -Matthew 11:28-30
Taste and see that the Lord is good;
blessed is the one who takes refuge in him. -Psalm 34:8
blessed is the one who takes refuge in him. -Psalm 34:8
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