Monday, September 24, 2012

My JOY, Not my JOB

“Waa, waa, waaaaaa,”cried two-month-old Micah from the nursery.
“You’re not supposed to be awake yet“, I whispered, trying not to sound disappointed. “It’s only been fifteen minutes.”
Bending over the crib to rescue my wailing daughter, I noticed the sheets beneath her bottom were wet. No-leak-diapers – yeah, right!
“Honey, did you pick up my cleaning?” yelled my husband, Michael, from our bedroom on the other side of the house.
I sighed and shook my head. I promised! How could I have forgotten?
“I’m changing the baby,” I replied. I needed to buy some time to think about how best to break the news to him.
Baby Micah began gnawing her fist as I slipped the disposable diaper beneath her tiny bottom.
You’re not supposed to eat for another forty-five minutes. I cradled my newborn in the crook of my arm and walked to the bedroom.
“I think Micah’s going through a growth spurt,” I told my husband. “She’s not sleeping much, wants to eat every other hour, and I’ve changed seven diapers this morning!”
Michael looked me in the eyes. “You forgot my dry cleaning, didn’t you?”
I nodded.
“I would have picked it up myself if you had told me,” he said with a sigh. “I don’t have anything clean that matches.”
I hung my head. “I’m sorry. It slipped my mind.”
“I don’t have time to pick it up and come home. I guess I’ll have to dress at the dry cleaners.”
Michael disappeared into the bathroom. “Did you call a housekeeper like we discussed?”
I heard him digging through the clothes hamper looking for something “not so dirty” to wear to the cleaners.
“I know I can do it myself. I just need to get organized.” I shouted defensively.
Michael put a hand on my shoulder. “I’m not attacking you,” he said, slipping on his shoes. “It’s just that, well . . . the baby’s too much for you, isn’t she?”
Micah began crying. I pushed back my own tears as I sat down in an armchair and let her nurse.
Michael was right, I thought. Being a wife, a stay-at-home mother, and trying to work full-time from home was overwhelming. It is too much, I admitted to myself. I’m doing the same amount of work as I did before the baby, plus taking care of the house, Michael, and Micah . . . It’s like having two full-time jobs! No one should have to work two full-time jobs!
For a few minutes, I sat silently as tears rolled down my cheeks.
Moments later, a thought floated into my mind: Michael and Micah are your joy, not your job.
I looked down at my nursing baby. Her face was so sweet. How could I think of her as a chore?
“Well, here I go,” Michael laughed as he walked into the living room. He was wearing dress shoes, a golf shirt and sweat pants.
“Sorry I yelled at you,” he said, as he bent to kiss me good-bye.
“No, honey, I’m sorry that I forgot your cleaning,” I replied. “I love you. Have a good day.”
That afternoon, I called a housekeeper and enlisted my mother to help with Micah a few days a week. Every time I start to feel overwhelmed, I remember that God gave me a child and husband so I could delight in them.
They are my joy, not my job.
Commitments from Husband and Wife towards house, family and each other is assumed, not expected. Live life fully – share, care !
Don't marry the person you think you can live with; marry only the individual you think you can't live without.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Do you realize the value of TIME?

To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.
To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.
To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.
To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Do the RIGHT Thing

Each day as you wake up, make the decision to strive to do what’s right.
Approach your life as you would to your game….

      When you make a mistake, learn from it, correct it, and get ready for the next point. Life moves too fast to sulk and dwell on the past.

      When you’re down, fight harder to get back on top. Life is full of hardships. Fight hard against those feelings of despair.

      When you’re doing everything right and still can’t win, be patient. No matter how good we are or how hard we struggle to make the right decisions, life often makes us wait.

      When you are on top of your game, relax and enjoy it. Life is fully appreciated when we survive adversity and can relax in the sunlight of success.

Each sunrise brings a new opportunity. No matter how bad the previous day was, today is brand new. When you wake up, seek the strength and courage to do the right thing.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

A Beautiful Prayer

I asked God to give me happiness,
God said, “I will give you blessings, happiness is up to you”.

I asked God to take away my habit,
God said, “It is not for me to take away, it is for you to give up”.

I asked God to spare me from pain,
God said, “Suffering draws you away from worldly care and brings you closer to being Human”.

I asked God to make my spirit grow,
God said, “You must grow on your own but I will prune you to make you beautiful”.

I asked God for all the things that I may enjoy life,
God said, “I will give you life so that you may enjoy all the things”.

I asked God to help me to love others as much as He loves me,
God had a smile on his face !

Smile spreads love; Be true, genuine – your smile will make a world of difference..