“Mommy, you’re spending too much time on your computer.”
This from a 7 year old.
Her words remind me that we made an agreement. I would never put my computer/writing before her. She has permission to tell me when I get off path, and then we start fresh.
I can’t sacrifice my children to write, do ministry, or anything else. However, I also realize that time is mine for the molding. I can choose to be wise with my moments, my days, and my life. And in fact, I’m getting fierce about my time and the choices I make.
I’ve backed off in many areas, and am taking regular time off to rest, stay alert with my priorities, and guard against burn-out. But I do want to write. I like writing. It’s my hobby, my fun thing, a way to stimulate my mind. So I will write with boundaries. I’m choosing to push out the voices that say, “you’re not really a writer” and to instead allow myself to fill blank space with who I am and what I want to pass on. My words, a legacy.
“For which one of you, when he wants to build a tower, does not first sit down and calculate the cost to see if he has enough to complete it? Otherwise, when he has laid a foundation and is not able to finish, all who observe it begin to ridicule him, saying, ‘This man began to build and was not able to finish.’” Luke 14:28-30