Today is like most days except for the fact that we’re down to one car. Pepper-car, after 5 years of reliable service, has a dead battery. She’s a good car, she is, and will be fine after her battery gets recharged.
Meanwhile, we’re sharing Jonathon’s Saturn sedan. To drive it, I push the seat forward, up and incline it so I can see over the hood of the car. He does just the opposite, sliding the seat back and down. He drove me to and from kettlebells today. I drove to meet a friend for lunch. I adjusted the seat for midget-legs. He has the car now, battery in tow. He rode the seat back to suit human-length legs. He’ll get Ruby from school while he’s out and probably pick up the pizza for later tonight, too. It’s a busy Friday.
I find myself needing a little extra juice lately, too. The holiday season just kicked into high gear and I don’t feel ready for it. We’ve purchased some gifts. We received 2 Christmas cards already. We’re picking up our tree tomorrow, maybe, if we can shove it into the trunk, ala Grinch style. Sigh.
I can’t hold back the imminent tide of concerts, gatherings, parties and baking. I do know that under my own steam it won’t be a jolly holiday. I’ll run down like a fried battery. My strength will give out. But all of those activities lend brightness to this season. I want to participate and enjoy them. I don’t want to miss a thing. However…I need patience. I’m low on Christmas mojo at the moment. I need more creative ideas for good gifts, not too expensive, for loved ones. I need grace as regular life chugs along in the background, sometimes throwing a wrench into regular days.
Honestly, I think what I really need is Jesus, to focus on Him and keep looking up. He’s more than enough.