“A woman who lives with the stress of an overwhelmed schedule will often ache with the sadness of an underwhelmed soul.” from The Best Yes by Lisa TerKeurst 

I taught pre-school for seven years. Since my illness this is the second fall I have not been preparing to head back to my classroom.

I dearly loved the seasons in my life when I was not working outside the home. Imagine my surprise when I realized how much I miss my job, especially this time of year. Miss the frantic pace of preparation, teacher’s meetings, the camaraderie of co-workers, and the smell of the laminator. And sharpies! Because you know I love sharpies!

I miss the sweet little faces, precious hugs, and priceless made up words. I firmly believe “eggy”(edgy) has a rightful place in the dictionary.

Mom’s. I miss the moms. I loved building relationships with them, occasionally having the opportunity to minister to them, and reassuring them that, yes this too shall pass.

And all along, what I really wanted to do was take their sweet faces in my hands, stare them in the eyes and plead with, urge them to s-l-o-w down, enjoy this season. Be present in the now. Savor every precious moment.

You see I had the advantage, having already passed through this season, now with adult children and precious grandchildren. I knew how fast this time was going to pass. I knew that once it’s gone,  you can’t get it back. I wanted to spare them the angst of regret and the  “what might of beens”.

I wanted to whisper in their ears to lean on God more. To plug into His Power source. Reenergize their overwhelmed and sagging spirits with His Word.  To cling to Him as their little ones were clinging to them.

Not to overfill, over schedule and find you’re running on empty.

Kristin Armstrong in her book An Unfinished Women’s Guide to Grace says this: “Today’s women are not just ‘pared down’ physically, but also pared down emotionally and spiritually, as we pursue the path of strength and independence by worldly standards, sacrificing the tenderness innate in every female curve of mind and soul.” We as mothers and teachers and nourishers need to “soften our edges”. “Our strengths lie not in our edges, but in our curves”. 

Play more. Jump in the puddles, run in the rain, make mud pies. In a flash your nest will be empty, picture pretty, free of pudgy little handprints, and Pinterest perfect.

And your heart will be a little empty. And you’re longing for a chance to go back and do it over again will overwhelm.

“A leisurely pace accomplishes more than hurried striving.” Jesus Calling by Sara Young

“You drench its furrows and level it’s ridges; you soften it with showers and bless its crops.” Psalm 65:10 NIV

Graced by God

Tammy Mashburn