Little.Fish, who drags her feet

On this post, I've drug my feet.  waited till the last possible hour of the day to write it & get it posted in time for the #31days.

After my boys went to bed, I drug my feet.  We had picked up all the toys, but the kitchen was a mess, fall decorations were a mess, and even Hayden noticed there were crumbs all over the floor.  So I sat.  started to work on Halloween costumes.  watched jeopardy.  ate ice cream.  Then, the, moment of truth.  Would I leave it all or jump in & get it sorted out?

Some days the answer is no.  No, I'm too tired. no this other thing is more important, which is not always bad.  no, it just feels too heavy.  no, I just don't want to.

"The diligent find freedom in their work; 

the lazy are oppressed by work."

Proverbs 12:24 (the Message)

I totally relate to this particular verbiage.  Tonight, I was angry at myself, scolding myself, beating myself up (stuck in my own head).  Once I decided to go ahead and do it: freedom.  I jumped in.  quit whining. quit fussing.  & got.it.done.  FREEDOM!  and...I get to wake up to a clean kitchen. :-)

Isn't it ironic that those behaviors are ones I correct in my boys, but fail to recognize in myself?

How many days, does it turn out the same way, but doesn't haunt, or mock, or scold?  I love the freedom of finding balance.  Of not seeking perfection, but seeking to serve.  That beauty doesn't always come as perfection.  and I hope my boys don't remember me serving them begrudgingly. 

I do.  I drag my feet sometimes.  I hesitate to start.  I get intimidated.  But I'm learning to be brave & I'm learning to trust & I'm learning that it doesn't have to be perfect.

I'd also like to point out: lack of perfection DOES NOT equal failure.

For me, it has always felt that way.  But that's not truth.

So jump in, be a diligent worker.  and be cheerful.  if not for yourself, then for you family.

"A cheerful heart brings a smile to your face;

a sad heart makes it hard to get through the day."

Proverbs 15:13 (the Message)