"That Redeeming Joy..."

"The Moment that Redeems our Joy"
  
  For some inexplicable reason, Saturday is my favorite day of the week to pause, reflect and  eat without an apology... Kind of unpopular to many people because of what it indulges and compels them to do on Saturdays. I can dig that, that after working from 9am-5pm or 7am-3pm from Monday to Friday, comes Saturday--you're exhausted.

You don't feel like mopping the floor, cleaning the kitchen counters, cabinets and organizing what's lurking under your kitchen sink, & bathrooms. You might schedule cleaning that up the next day which is Sunday. But there are household tasks that just need to be done. One of them may be stacking up your pantry and your fridge food & drinks. Doing your laundry is another chore that a mom never misses to do. Or going to the post office to mail that package on time so you don't have to express-mail it if you postpone it indefinitely.

And if you're still raising schoolchildren, your roles as a mom just quadrupled. If you're a single mom and you're always present in every soccer game, baseball or football or musical rehearsals--truly you are a supermom. What about checking and helping out with their homework; their doctor's appointments and parent-teacher conferences? Overwhelming.

I've been there. So, I guess I could call myself a supermom even Today that both of my sons  are grown and have their own busy life, too. I didn't even mention pets at home; large breed dogs. Evidently, this life is swamped with appointments, schedules; routines. Where and when do you find time to vent and still stay grounded. Sometimes, you don't even have that choice. You just have to keep going until you're still senile and remember how to really breathe and keep that sense of humor and God.

So, what has kept me sane and healthy all these years are my Saturday routines; also includes on my knees praying for God's grace. That's why I pick Saturday as the best day for me. I have my own ways of doing chores according to their sense of immediacy & order. As a single parent, I had to and I think and believe that what really sustained me was my purpose--be a good mother and although I could never execute the role of a father to my children, they have a Heavenly Father. That may had been too big for them to understand but I know His Sovereign Hand in my life. And they see that I am a living testimony of His unfailing love.

I've always had joy doing things for my boys. I was committed and dedicated myself serving them. I made that decision. That specific moment that redeems my joy is whenever God brings  me to a place where He is the only one who can protect me from harm; who can love me in my deepest grief & weaknesses.  I didn't have time wrestling and chasing my own personal dreams. More like relegated to the background; took a backseat until then... because I know there is no greater dream than journeying and going through with life's notorious ups and downs with God.
That's my pitch for that redeeming moment. It may not be groundbreaking to some but for me it is transcending and celebratory.

In Ecclesiastes 3:1 says "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven."

And I'm waiting and expecting for that glorious day.

Thanks for reading.

Till tomorrow