A few weeks ago, I met my two trusty friends for our morning workout at the old high school track. As we were doing ridiculously hard football-esqe drills around the track, my mind wandered to the season when me + my very pregnant bestie Shannon walked the track while our guys trained for a tough mudder. Shannon recently moved to Austin + it made me miss her. [when I was telling her this later that day, I had to choke back tears]
Since then I’ve had “seasons of change” on my mind. seasons of friendship, of routine, of life. Thinking of Shannon + I’s walks that day reminded me of training for a half with my other bestie, Allison pre-kids. Which got me to thinking about other routines of life that come and go, ebb and flow, as time goes on.
the point of it all, I think, was to remind myself to be FULLY PRESENT in the current season. I have a hard time looking back. Meaning, I often times long for the “old days”. I long to sit at Matts el Rancho every wednesday night with our Austin friends again, I long for our early morning prayer and bible study with my Midland girls, I crave to sit around the table every week with my Baylor girls. All of those adventures were fun and life giving, but they weren’t meant to last forever. they were for a season. and just like I know I won’t get to run every Tuesday/Thursday with Alison and Julie, I want to enjoy it. make the most of every single 6:20 meeting. I know this too shall pass, and I don’t want to miss it.
I’ve struggled in Midland, because we have been involved in so many different things over the years. different small groups, jobs, volunteer and service placements, book club, bunko, bible studies, the list goes on. It’s easy to just think the good times have passed by + that I’ve “been there done that” and am not needed/wanted anymore, but I know that’s not the truth. NOW is right now. it’s here. and it’s good. it’s a new adventure, a new season, a new tradition and adventure.
So I guess I want to challenge myself [and you] to be fully present in the specific season you are in. for me, that’s lots of mornings in our pjs with my toddlers, breaking up fights, and occasionally getting outta the house to remain sane. I want to know that this season won’t last forever, and to make the most of it. We aren’t promised tomorrow, so lets live for today.
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