Over the past several days or should I say weeks I have found myself encounter the difficulty of making animal sounds. As I am trying to teach my 10-month old the names and sounds of farm animals I wonder who is more amused by it, she or I. Whenever it comes to the goat I really don’t know what in the world I’m doing because apparently the goat and the sheep sound the same in my world. Yes, the weird moments of a mommy’s day are becoming more frequent as each week passes.
There is one thing that is amazing.
Our living room floor is guaranteed to have toys scattered all across it by the time 9am rolls around. There’s a white, fluffy rocking sheep, wooden puzzles, little flip books, a jumper, a walker (in the form of a lion), a walking and meowing kitty, a turtle thing that moves, a wooden stool and many more toys that make a little baby girl happy. However, the moment I open the door to our backyard, every single toy is forgotten about and my little one crawls as fast as she can towards the door and into the backyard. Why? Because to her, there’s nothing more exciting than digging in the dirt, ripping out and examining grass as the sun rays gently dance around her face.
As I sit in a chair outside watching her pure delight in nature I am taken back by how much I’ve lost, how much I’m missing out on. I remember the days of running through the woods, located only four minutes from my childhood home. I remember jumping into a big puddle of water during a heavy rainfall, as I was running around in my raincoat and rubber boots. I remember sitting outside during Spring and Summer and playing badminton until 9:30pm; because that’s how long the sun was out. And I remember sitting at the lake with my friends singing songs, staring into the camp fire and enjoying my time. No agenda, no plan, nowhere to be except to be right where I was.
But today, I don’t remember last time I took a walk through the woods. I stay inside when it rains and I definitely wouldn’t jump into a puddle of rainwater. Why? Because rather than enjoying the moment I would be thinking about all the clean-up that is required afterwards or worse, while I was outside enjoying nature I would think about the very long to-do list I had to conquer. So, I guess instead of living and loving the moment, I’d rather sit inside in my man-made world with my to-do list, iPhone and laptop or use the car to go to another indoor facility.
As for my girl; there’s nothing better than to enjoy the world God created for her to live in. And this very fact makes my heart leap for joy.
So how about I scrap my to-do list and join her. After all, the people who truly have been and are making a difference in this world are the ones that live and pursue their passions. It’s not about to-do lists, musts, and stereotypes. It’s about the very reason why we are even on this earth – to live. To live means to rejoice in our creator and worship him in whatever way you deem appropriate and passionate for you.
So today for me that means to sit down in the grass and later on take a stroll through the neighborhood enjoying the sun rays on this chilly but beautiful day.
The side effects of all of this will be more energy and efficiency in doing the mundane things that will have to be done after all. So, it’s about priorities and putting first things first.
What makes your heart beat? Maybe you love to go for a run outside, play the guitar, write a song, create a new recipe, read a book, write a book, take someone shopping, teach a class, write a script, shoot a film or ride a horse. Whatever it is that makes you come alive make it your priority, because at the end of the day that’s how you will end up making a difference. You are God’s creation and He has placed those passions inside your heart because He wants to see you come alive in the environment He created.