Five Minute Friday prompt this week is—NOW. This largely unedited “rough draft” form of writing stretches this perfectionist, in the best of ways. I write for five minutes on a given topic. If you’re interested in learning more about 5-Minute Fridays, check out our hostess, Kate Motaung’s site. Or, click on the link at the bottom of this post. As you read my simpler Friday posts, I hope you’ll join in the conversation!
I’ve written before about living in the now. And most of the time, that’s where I want to be.
But I confess, in the middle of a crazy season the now is all I see. This moment. The huge to-do list to “make Christmas happen.” My soul longs for more than this moment offers. More depth. More peace.
At the beginning of the month, I wrote about the peaceful season I was determined to have. Yeah, well . . . Unexpected business trips, a kiddo coming down with strep, and the opportunity bless friends by watching one of their kiddos put a huge dent into my idyllic peaceful season.
My now has felt weighted down by the burden of the things to do, to organize for our Christmas season.
My now has been consumed with wrapping presents, getting them in the mail, running errands, and planning for happenings later in the month.
Sometimes, I wish my now looked different than my reality. I wish that each moment could be filled with quiet, with a sense of God’s presence.
When the to-do list grows, my shoulders stoop. When all I can see is the tasks demanding my attention, my spirit deflates.
When that’s all my now holds, I end up weary.
I know that’s not where God wants me to live. Sometimes our nows are temporary states. Other times, they are conditions where we have to choose how to respond.
It’s a little over a week before Christmas, and I’m choosing to change what my now looks like.
Instead of the tasks ruling my days, I’m giving myself permission to enjoy certain activities, like watching old Christmas movies. I’m reminding myself of the beauty of spending time with my guys in the family room, lit only by Christmas lights.
I don’t have to get all those cards in the mail before Christmas. It’s in the moments when my boys want to cuddle, to talk, or to goof around that now feels most pleasant.
Those moments are my priorities, my gifts from God and from my boys.
I don’t want to look back on this season, only to regret missing the gifts God gave me in my “now.”
Each moment is precious. Each moment I live with the opportunity to make a choice. How will I spend my now?
What about you? How do you choose the best over the “must?” How do you make your moments count?
I’m linking up with Kate Motaung at Heading Home Five Minute Friday—Now