I have two issues that often rob me of the joy of the moment. For one, there is always something I feel that I need to be doing- prepping for school, cleaning the house, laundry, making to-do lists, etc. There is something messed-up in my brain that says, "If you aren't accomplishing something then clearly you are failing." The other issue is thinking that "fun" should always be planned or thinking that everyone else in the whole world is together having a big party and we're the only ones not invited. Part of the journey towards gratitude in all things for me is to actually stop long enough to even attempt to see what is right before me. A Saturday night with no plans and kids hanging around on the couch? Family game night is the joy. Sure there are dishes in the sink and laundry piled around and I may be getting a cold, but there are also giggles to be heard, snuggles to be felt, and the sheer pleasure of watching Jack get so excited to act out the word "band" that he can barely keep his feet on the ground. Jumping charades is his specialty. Playing Clue may indeed prompt Jay and I to go find our own trophy-to-turn-weapon, but our kids actually enjoy us. They set down everything to act out the word "trumpet" and solve a pretend murder. And they take genuine joy in being together as a family. What an amazing blessing! The teasing, the laughing and the joking around are liquid in my over-flowing cup from the Lord. To think, it was almost missed because of a pile of dirty dishes!
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