Here’s the truth: I’ve been in a weird place spiritually ever since my son was born three years ago.
I won’t go into all the details, except to say that becoming a mother completely shifted my identity in every single way, including how I relate to God, and I haven’t quite figured out how I relate to God now.
Two weeks ago in church, my husband was preaching on the story of Martha and Mary. I practically rolled my eyes when he started talking, thinking, I’ve heard this story SO MANY TIMES. I’ve TAUGHT this story a million times.
But I tried to enjoy just sitting still and listening.
And for whatever reason, this line landed differently in my ear:
Only one thing is needed.
Fireworks. My entire being was like, YOU NEED TO TAKE BETTER CARE OF ME. THAT IS THE ONE THING.
I’ve been running pretty hard, getting things in my business and in my house ready for our new baby. I’ve been resisting the urge to slow down.
I started removing things from my to-do list and from my calendar … without doing them.
I started lying down in the middle of the day. Signing off the computer a little early so I can decompress before my son comes home. And planning to end work before my due date instead of working right up until I go into labor.
What is YOUR one thing?
What’s the one thing you need?
Ask yourself honestly and be willing to hear an honest answer.
Then give yourself that gift this weekend.
April 19, 2019