I've been a little bit grumpy about farming this year.
More than a little.
May I whine for a moment?
I haven't felt like: getting dirty or sweaty; dealing with watery, sneezy allergies; trudging back up the field to retrieve the 100th thing my kids need or that I forgot.
I have wanted to do exactly as I please... read, write, watch movies, download itunes, in short, enjoy MY summer in MY way!
Hmmmm, where in all of this did I forget that life is not all about me?
I have a great husband who is working very hard and needs my help with our huge farm. Didn't we dream together of country life and sustainable living?
I have two awesome kids who just want to be WITH me, talk to me, "help" me all the time. Isn't this what I yearned for during those long years of infertility?
Yes, I worked hard during the school year. Yes, it was stressful. Yes, I need a break.
But most of all I need a break from me. Jesus poured all of himself out for me. Can I not do even half so much for those dearest to me? I am encouraged to serve, to love, to give. I need not grasp and hang on to my time so tightly. He will give me more than I need.