Joy Bursts

It’s silly, but sometimes, it’s the simplest things in life that can bring us little bursts of joy.  Recently, for me, it was new socks.  I know, it sounds strange, but… You see, I’ve been needing new running socks for about four years. Why is it that it’s so much easier to buy wants instead of needs? Or I take care of my kid’s needs (and wants) but not my own. So, it was a rare occasion that I found myself remembering while I was at the store that I needed to get some socks. (And not just when I’m standing in my closet.)  I was looking at the package of all white socks and realizing that they cost more than I had remembered. Maybe with the economic downturn sock prices have increased in the past four years? Regardless, I put them back on the sock hanger and noticed a package of white socks with multi-colored edges that would show around your ankle. And then looking closer, I noticed they were five dollars less. It made me change my opinion from “Who would want those?” to “Mmmm, those wouldn’t be so bad.” Always a deal hunter, I bought them.  Now the proud owner of green, blue, purple, pink and two white pairs of new running socks is actually matching her outfits to her socks! And as silly as it seems, that little flash of color that’s coordinated to my jog bra of the day is adding a little spring in my step.  A little burst of joy – right there on my ankles!  I think this is one small, tangible way we are able to grasp that we are to ENJOY this life we’re given.  Take a risk. Add a dash of color to your life. And see if it adds a little glimmer of joy.  And if it does.  Say a simple “thank you” to the one who made joy possible. (And I’m not talking about the sock manufacturer!)

May you seek a little spring in your step today.

The Nonsense-O-Meter

Sometimes the only way to survive is to make light of situations. So, this is my latest survival tool –my Nonsense-o-meter.

Kiefer jumping down the stairs breaking a new adult tooth in half with a sword made out of legos: 10
Carter throwing a metal wine bottle stopper at Griffin and hitting him upside the head with his fast ball pitch: 9.5
Fletcher flipping everyone off at the Doctor’s office when we went to have a wart removed from his middle finger. 8
Griffin kicking a classmate in the “privates” during recess at school after this “friend” did the same to him. (Then they both earned red paws, like a pink slip) 8.5
The never-ending daily squabbles over “he stole my legos” or “he broke my lego creation” 8
Kiefer hooking a water woggle up to the jet in the hot tub to make a monster squirt gun and spraying everyone. 9
Crying over a broken popsicle. 9
Kiefer daily darting out of our garage riding his Razor scooter WITHOUT a helmet. 9
Breaking the neighbors remote control monster truck after all four of our boyz fighting over it for a turn. 9.5
Carter staying up late and missing out on time playing outside to type a hand written report that was due on Friday only to confess over breakfast cereal Friday morning that it really wasn’t a school assignment, he just wanted to finish typing his story in by Friday. 8
Fletcher collecting seed pods from our neighbor’s magnolia tree and putting them in a tupperware dish on his bookshelf without telling anyone until they were completely moldy and oozing when Mom found them weeks later. 7.5
Finding a moldy apple under the couch in the basement when they aren’t supposed to eat outside of the kitchen. 8
Finding Little Debbie snack cake wrappers on my desk when I haven’t eaten any. 7
Mom tripping and falling walking down the steps in our garage and tripping over all the Razor scooters and four pairs of rollerblades that were at the base of the steps that Mom didn’t notice because she had her arms full of trash bags to take out to the trash cans. 9.5
Wet swimsuits found on bedroom carpet in little boys rooms, hours after swimming. 7
Fletcher grabbing my phone and taking 80 pictures of his feet -each time he gets his hand on my phone! 8.5
Kiefer wearing the first swim suit he picks up and it’s never his! He even squeezes into Fletcher’s! Then everyone else has a suit that’s too big for them and we have crying and no one wants to switch into a wet swim suit. 8.5
Kiefer using up the whole box of bandaids when he was making a craft project and we were out of scotch tape! 9.5
Daily fighting over who gets the first chair at the breakfast bar. 7
Fighting over who gets to open the vitamins and hand them out. 7
Finding dirty socks all over the house. 6, no make that 7 because there’s always an odd number of socks found.
Kiefer cleaning the carpet with the tape lint brush! 8
Carter sailing the speedboat into Griffin’s mouth in the pool and making it look like a Jaws scene 9.5 (in front of my friend 10)
Finding Fletcher in the dryer after I was preoccupied sending emails in the laundry room. 8
Finding my bag at the lake attached to the table when it was time to leave. 7
Having to drag Kiefer out of bed every morning to go to school, but on Saturdays he’s up and at ’em bright and early at 6:15 a.m.! 7
Daddy-O fishing out not one, not two, but THREE toothpaste lids AND a toothbrush out of Fletcher’s drain in his sink! 8.5

Recharge

My phone died today. It was a sudden death, brought on by some internal hardwiring malfunction that would not allow it to charge anymore. Yesterday it was fine, charged up to 100% and I went about my day and thought nothing of it. Today, I awoke and it had only 5% battery life left after charging all night. Uh-oh.  I quickly backed it up to my computer knowing that the prospects for it’s survival were slim. It performed it’s last duty when I queried Siri “Where is the closest Verizion store?”  She listed three that were nearby.  I followed her circuitous directions with her 2% remaining energy that had me circle around the round about two times and turn around in a church parking lot wasting valuable battery life until she finally had me head east on 96th Street all the way across a main through fair U.S. 31.  With less than one percent of battery left, her dying words were a heroic proclamation “Your destination is ahead on the left” and she finally sputtered and blipped out.  However, there was no Verizion store to be found! Ahead on the left were just a collection of office buildings. Ding Dang Siri had led me astray again! Then I looked up and, with a laugh, noticed that on the top floor of the closest 15 story office building “on the left” had a big bold neon letters it said “Verizion Wireless” – it was one of their district office headquarters! Although I was tempted to walk in the lobby to ask where the closest storefront was, instead I shot up a prayer: “Lord, please help me find the closest Verizion store!” I know, it sounds crazy. But you see, I’m directionally challenged. And I was feeling really vulnerable for those last few miles  as my phone crashed and burned.  We don’t realize how reliant we are on our phones until you either leave it at home or it dies, as mine just had.  In addition to the fear of being lost, I kept thinking, “What if preschool is trying to get a hold of me?” Or my husband was actually on an airplane at the same time and we stay in touch as he travels via texts and “what if he’s trying to reach me?”  But thankfully the celestial GPS kicked in and guided me to the closest store.  And I think it’s no coincidence that while waiting in the store I ran into my former college roommate/sorority sister whom I haven’t seen except for Christmas cards for too long.

Finally, they attempted to resuscitate my phone, to no avail, but while doing so, the Verizion associate imparted some cell phone theology with me. (Which was also no coincidence.) He asked if my phone had been updated with the latest software, which it had not. He asked if I could remember seeing a number one on the settings icon, like it was an update in waiting. I reluctantly answered, “I think so…” He called me by my first name in a  maternal way, gently scolding me for neglecting the updates. And then he challenged me and drew the parallel asking “Have you ever had the same reoccurring thought all day? The kind that just lingers and you can’t get it out of your head?” Yes, I had to confess, I have.  Then he continued, “It wears you out, doesn’t it?” I nod in agreement. If he only knew… “Yes, it most certainly does.” He then said that our phones are the same way– they get worn out from ruminating on the same app just like we do!  I’m not sure it was depressed, but certainly sluggish and run down. But what was the fatal demise of my phone was that it couldn’t recharge. Again, I found myself relating.  God was using my critically ill cell phone to remind me of the importance of staying plugged into the power source and being intentional about recharging. When I neglect to this all important step in my day – it’s as though my battery is faltering and my life cycle comes to a screeching halt.  Oh, that I would glean the lesson from my phone! That I need to be plugged in to the great power source with great frequency in order to operate at optimal levels when my batteries are fully recharged. That there are updates from God for me waiting to be downloaded. I just need to take the time to receive them.

How do you recharge? Do you plug in multiple times a day to ensure your operating at 100% battery life or do you allow your batteries to operate in the empty red zone?  It’s a choice.  Let’s be intentional about recharging together.

For me, I’ve learned, it’s a combination of getting enough sleep, eating the right kinds of foods to help me refuel, exercising my body and pushing myself to keep gaining strength instead of losing it and also exercising my mind by reading – both scriptures as well as inspiring, challenging words from good writers. And spending time alone with God in prayer, study and worship. Allowing Him to replay the previous day – learning from the growth opportunities and praising him for that which went well. I’ve also found I need to carve out time to be creative and play more. Life spent with all work and no play is extremely draining. And  finding the balance of protecting my alone time as well as being open to sharing time with others – my husband, our family, friends and meeting and making new friends and also serving others. Although sometimes I view this last one as something that might drain my battery power – pouring myself out in service to others can actually help me feel recharged – if operating in my areas of giftedness.

It’s time to plug in.