Thursday, January 9, 2014
The Antidote for Envisioning a Different Life
Maybe it was an episode of House Hunters where real estate in Texas was ridiculously inexpensive, or that my husband recently was asked to draft his five-to-ten year goals for work, or that I, a generally change-resistant person, occasionally itch to invite sweeping alterations into my life beyond getting a drastic haircut, but something triggered a subtle, niggling discontent in my here-and-now routine.
I find myself wondering what else is out there, dwelling on what I don't have. I feel bored, trapped in monotony, locked in a small town. I recall George Bailey as he stood on the platform and the train whistle blew, mourning the adventures he wasn't having beyond his sleepy Bedford Falls.
Do you ever feel this way?
It happens to me every so often, and I've learned that it's useful to let myself experience the longing while grounding myself back into the immediate. Yesterday, a simple fix came when I piled on the couch with my girls and read the stack of books they brought my way. Acts as simple as turning pages, feeling my the weight of my youngest daughter's head as she leaned on my shoulder, and sharing a blanket made me focus on my own life.
As I was reading storybooks, I was doing exactly what I was meant to be doing.
It's a wonderful life, really.
So, once again, I find myself asking God what life He envisions for me as I live out these days. That's the life I want to embrace, whether I'm hidden or well-known, whether I perceive my impact to be small or large, whether the road is difficult or smooth, or whether others are asked to travel different, more glamorous paths.
After all, If I'm aligned with God, I won't miss the life I'm supposed to be living.