We are currently at camp – Camp Greystone to be exact – where Jonathan serves as the camp pastor. School ended a couple of weeks ago, we had our last RUF of the semester, Summer Conference has come and gone and we are in the midst of a three week long break from life at home. And for me the break means no cooking and no cleaning (two of my favorite things…really…no sarcasm here…but everyone needs a break). The laundry, however, continues (insert clenched teeth emoji). I can’t escape it nor the seemingly daily meltdowns from my two year old.
The other day our youngest was refusing to stay in her room during nap time (which she is in desperate need of here at camp). I will also add that Zumba has emerged as her favorite class. So being the calm and collected mother that I am, when she opened her door for the fifteenth time refusing to rest, I put down my iron fist. “Margaret, if you come out again, you will lose privileges for going to Zumba.” So that is where I’m at folks. Just another normal day of threatening to take away my toddler’s early 90s dance aerobic privileges.
But really, camp is a great time for our family to hit the reset button on our daily routines. Rushing out the door to school, packing lunches, work deadlines, lack of exercise, no reading and lots of Netflix (Anthony Bourdain’s Parts Unknown is our binge show of choice) is replaced with slow strolls through camp, three meals a day cooked for you, endless entertainment for my girls, long naps, good reading – the kind where you can’t put your book down and you race home to find out what happens next – mind freeing runs and connection through conversation with the husband.
I would like to think that there is a way to maintain this type of rest in my real life…but I am yet to accomplish it. And perhaps these three weeks wouldn’t be as sweet if we operated year round like this. I think there is certainly a rhythm to life of work and rest that God intends for us. Much like he structured creation – six days of intense, masterful creation and one day of deep and freeing relaxation.
So for now I am basking in this period of rest…it’s good. Really good.
Books I’ve Been Reading
Can I say page turner! This, out of the three, had me up late and wishing nap time would last just a few minutes longer. It’s a great summer/beach read. Just what I needed to start my reading spurt off.
I connected so deeply with this book. It was overwhelmingly sad to read of how generations that come before you can have such a profound impact on your story – for better or worse. In this case, worse.
I’m in the middle of this one and was excited to read it because I loved The Gifts of Imperfection: Let Go of Who You Think You’re Supposed to Be and Embrace Who You Are and she references this previous work a lot in Gifts of Imperfection. I am so thankful for the work Brene has done on shame. She has put words to some struggles that I have had for a long time and she simply and profoundly illustrates the shame cycle through other women’s stories and her own.