We took a seminar once that talked about Maximizing Your Life. During the program, we had to complete a questionaire that helped us identify areas in our life that needed attention. One of my areas was "integrating all of life." Balance.
I have a hard time with balance. It's easy, especially with a toddler around for life to get a little lop-sided. Grace needs a lot of attention, and she gets it. But, sometimes other important areas get left behind. For me, one of the areas that I let go was a commitment to my quiet times each day. I used to be really good about qt- getting up early and having meaningful times with Dad every day- but after marriage and a baby came along, I got thrown off track a bit. I guess from Dad's perspective, I lost sight of my first love. For the past several years I've tried to get back into balance. I've had seasons where I've been very successful at this, and seasons where I've failed miserably. Of course, I KNOW how important qt is, both theoretically and from experience, but knowing all that hasn't always resulted in DOING IT. Guess it's one of those hearing, but not doing things. Everyone knows how important it is for us to have quiet times alone with the Maker, but how many of us really do it? I've have counseled and encouraged so many people about this, yet in my own life I've really struggled. How can I expect anyone to benefit from the things I say, if there is no doing in my own life? Ugh! Say it with me: "hypocrite!"
Well, I'm trying to change my sinful, sinful ways. Part of this seminar challenged us to set goals and make action plans to achieve these goals. I almost felt embarassed to put down that my goal was to have qt every morning. The funny thing was, the guy I sat next to at the conference had the same goal. Funny how Dad always arranges for us to be near the right people at things like that. So, as I made up my action plan, the solution to my problem became very clear: I go to bed too late, so I can't get up very early.
This is tough for me. I consider myself to be a night owl. I like staying up late- always have. Especially since Gracie has come along- the night times are the only times of the day when Jenny and I can do things together and be alone for awhile. But, the issue was clear- if I want to get up early, I have to start going to be early. Jenny and I agreed and set the time at 10:30pm. We planned that the following morning then we would get up at 6am. The program advised us that it takes 21 days to form a new habit. 21 days...and counting.
Of course, the first night before our new program started was a total nightmare. We got into bed at 10:30, only to have Grace wake up at 11pm and keep us up until 12:30. The next morning came way too soon and getting up was a real struggle. But, we did it. I think the first day I got up at 6:45. The next night was a little better, maybe we went to bed at 11:30 or so. The following morning was again a bit better- I got up at 6:30am or so. Each day it got easier and easier, and each day my time was a little more meaningful. Habits take time to form. It's not easy, and it doesn't work perfectly from the beginning. The good news is, if you do stick with it, it does gradually begin to work out. Now I find that my body naturally wakes me up at about 6am, and most mornings I feel ready to go. Of course, that was not true this morning, but for obedience sake I got out of bed anyway.
Last night, I decided I wanted to stay up late, because I hadn't had enough time to myself during the day to just play and relax. I did all the wrong things: I drank coke well after 10pm, played on the computer, went to bed around midnight. Grace woke up in the night and ended up sleeping with us, then she tossed and turned all night. At one point (I think I was dreaming) I thought I heard Jenny yelling out and I immediately jumped up and started to shake Gracie awake- I thought she had stopped breathing or something terrible like that- but of course, she was fine, Jenny was fine, and I really just ended up waking everyone up and scaringmyself to death. Then my heart was beating so fast it took another 30 minutes or so to relax. When the alarm went off at 6am, I felt exhausted. I thought it was impossible for me to get up. But, Jenny prodded me to get her a glass of water, which got me on my feet. Exhausted as I was, I resolved to just get up and do it. Qt wasn't easy this morning. I was sleepy. I did feel like the time wasn't as deep. But, I think one thing I realized is that sometimes, it's about obedience, and nothing else. I'm glad I got up and stayed in the habit, rather than retreating to the old way of sleeping late.
I probably will be tired today in class. I probably won't remember everything I read this morning in the good book. But, at least tonight I will feel more motivated to go to bed on time, and tomorrow getting up won't be as tough because I stuck with it. Discipline. It's not always easy, but in the end I can see my life gradually becoming more and more like it should, and I am one step closer to integrating all of life and finding that balance that I seek.