This week was a trial run of telling my time where to go instead of wondering where all my time went.
One of my goals from the past two months was to establish some phone boundaries, alongside the goal of becoming a prayer warrior. It seems like for me, these two have gone hand in hand. As I've put my phone down, I've lifted my head, my hands, and my heart up.
It has been glorious. But really challenging to be honest. I didn't realize how much my phone was taking over.
I bought this hilarious dinosaur that holds my phone. Like the 90's, I'm hoping to have a designated physical place for my phone that is not on my back pocket. Titus is really confused that Mommy has a toy dinosaur and he doesn't understand why it can't live in his toy room. Last month, when I was looking at my phone too much, Tim started saying "Your dinosaur is hungry." I lost it, doubled over in laughter. Now it is our (not so) inside joke to remind each other to be present. We only get one shot at this.
This month, I'm working at finding a designated time to check social media and my messages. I haven't quite found a system that works yet. What do you suggest, reader? I'm thinking I like checking at naptime and in the evening after I get my kids to bed. But I'm so clumsy this!
One of my fears with these boundaries is that I'm going to miss out. I believe the youngin's call this "FOMO" these days. I don't want to be out of the loop! And God forbid I'm not a voice in the conversation.
This week, I've found that I missed out on nothing. And realized I was missing out on more by being so "connected." I've had a lot more face to face conversations and a lot more God conversations. I had no problems filling in the space!
I'm going to take a shot at sharing one big time here on my blog instead of posting all week long. So here are some of my Friday reflections on my for real life.
God did some work on my parenting this week. I reread Shepherding a Child's Heart by Paul Tripp and started some conversations with Tim about where we are lacking, particularly with Titus. Two years old is no joke you guys! But God is so gracious. For every tough moment, he gives me a billion sweet ones. Titus and I did "preschool" for the first time this week. Nothing official or anything, but I sat down with him on my lap and we did a Thomas the train workbook on shapes and colors. Matthias was napping so it was the sweetest half hour with no interruptions just coloring and marveling at how smart this little boy is! We also finished the library summer program and had a blast with our weekly library playgroup.
Champ has been here. Titus just loves him. And gosh, I've missed him too. Below, Titus is in dog party heaven with our neighbor's dogs.
Dayton Women in the Word started our first week of summer Bible study through Ezra and Nehemiah. I am BLOWN AWAY and so encouraged by how many women and children are studying God's Word with us this summer! Seeing them in real life gave all this work so much more purpose. I want them to know God intimately through His Word. As God has drawn me close, I want them to be drawn close.
At the end of the week, I'm supremely grateful and TIRED. We started the week with our monthly meeting getting all the details sorted at Table 33, YUM, and ended the week by uploading all the first recordings on the website. God gave me a direction to go in with my weekly teaching prep and a teacher sister friend, Kaitlyn, to do it with. It is always better when we are together.
The big takeaway from study this intro week is that GOD IS FAITHFUL. And He is calling us to be faithful as well. We are called to be faithful to His Word, in prayer, in our roles and work, in confession, through adversity and in worship. Lord, make me faithful.
I would be lying if this summer of teaching didn't make me nervous. I'm nervous my teaching won't be as good as the other teachers, that I will go wrong somewhere, that my motivations won't stay in the right place, that I will lead women in the wrong direction, that I won't be clear or be able to summarize the incredible amount of information we are trying to cover.
But God is faithful. And all He is calling me to do is be faithful as well. I trust Him to do the rest. So I'm going to walk in that, and day by day surrendering all those fears to him, just like I've learned to do when I'm afraid I'm not doing this parenting gig right either. Remember, Jillian, God is faithful.
I'll end on a lighter note. For stress relief this week, I cleaned my closet. No surprise there. The capsule wardrobe has returned! I'm just kidding, I'm not that cool. Enjoy a picture of my before and after mostly dresses not-capsule wardrobe after a night of getting out my compulsive summer study nerves.