When my daughter, Rebekah was a toddler, she was a picky eater. Which I realize now is the very definition of being a toddler. But back then, as a new mom, it completely freaked me out…I mean, it concerned me.
Every once in a blue moon, she’d eat three square meals and two healthy snacks. She’d clean her plate and ask for seconds on her veggies. Those were really good days.
But most days were a hodge-podge of eating confusion. In the morning she would devour her perfectly balanced breakfast, but at lunch, she wouldn’t touch her food.
Then she’d want a snack.
Then she’d only eat chicken for dinner.
Then she’d decide she no longer liked bananas for breakfast.
Then she’d decide she ONLY wanted bananas for breakfast, but no chicken for dinner, ever again.
Then she’d have one whole day where she’d only eat dry Cheerios and cubed cheese.
She was so inconsistent from meal to meal, I was certain she would perish from lack of proper nutrition.
Then I spoke to her very wise pediatrician, who first assured me Rebekah was growing and well-nourished. Then she recommended I look at her nutrition over an entire week, not over each individual day.
When I did that, I discovered that while Rebekah was, indeed, a picky eater, she was actually a very healthy—and yes, well-balanced
—eater. What I formerly saw as daily fluctuations and inconsistencies, evened themselves out completely over a week’s time.
I used to view balance in life the way I viewed Rebekah’s eating habits. On the days I carved out time for bible study, prayer, exercise, housework, chatting with friends, reading to the children, cooking from scratch and connecting with my husband, I was balanced. On the other 364 days of the year, I was a failure.
I now see balance as progress and growth over the course of time, rather than something to achieve perfectly each individual day. I see it more as fluid and dynamic, as opposed to structured and scheduled. I measure it more by levels of peace and joy instead of number of items crossed off the to-do list.
I realize now, some days God will call me to spend several hours studying the word and never answer my e-mails—and that will be a perfectly balanced day. Other days, God will call me to hold a feverish child and order pizza for dinner—and that, too, will be a perfectly balanced day.
Some days, I may sleep in late and leave my children with a sitter so I can shop with a friend—a balanced day. Other days, I may scrub the house from top to bottom with a preschooler in tow, while a home-cooked meal simmers in the crock pot—a balanced day.
Okay, um…so, I’ve never actually had a day where I slept in AND left my children with a sitter all day so I could shop with a friend. But doesn’t that sound like a very nicely balanced day? I thought so.
Balance is determined not by how many minutes of cardio I did on the elliptical or how many loads of laundry I washed, dried and folded; not by the number of chapters I read in the Bible or the servings of vegetables I served my children; not by how many blog posts I wrote or the number of people I talked to about the Lord….
Balance can only be determined by how accurately I heard and obeyed God’s voice today,
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