Linking up with my favorite Friday people today, Five Minute Friday.
Back when I was young and vastly much more energetic, I used to teach high school theater.
Those days were pretty nutty, and involved a lot of plays that took on a bit of a wonky Little Rascals, “Let’s put on a show!” kinda vibe, but you know. I remember once, (and only once) asking a sixteen year old while we were working on a scene, “What’s your motivation here?” He stared at me blankly. And then I think he answered, “Well, I’m not doing basketball and my parents made me do something extracurricular.” I let it go. Plus, it was for Bye Bye Birdie, so, you know, I bet his true motivation was to break into song and dance at random points without his voice cracking like a sheet of ice.
So, the basic lesson here: Never ask a teenager about motivation. They never really know.
Also: It’s totally fine to ask a Momsie what her motivation is. But sometimes… I too, never really know.
There’s the quick answer to the above: Love God, and love others.
But also, there’s my recovery, marriage, my kids, my service, my writing, my book, my church, my fire baton routine… (Ok, just kidding about the baton part. I can dare to dream, however.)
I think moms have this ever-cycling wheel of What’s Most Important circling in our souls – our children… our husbands… our careers…. our ability to bake the best casseroles for church suppers… And repeat.
It’s an endless cycle of Where Do I Put All My Energy? Energy doesn’t do so well when it’s slathered all over the place, like thin margarine on toast.
Here’s what I would like: when I wake up, I would like a plane flying overhead, with one of those banners behind it, saying something like: DANA. FOCUS ON WHAT REALLY MATTERS.
DANA. DON’T WORRY ABOUT BALANCE. BALANCE IS FOR GYMNASTS. GOD HAS YOUR BACK.
DANA, YOUR CASSEROLES WILL NEVER WIN ANY PRIZES. LET THAT GO. GOD LOVE YOU ANYWAY.
LET GO, LET GOD.
My motivations can get tangled. Thus, the airplane banner thing would be helpful. I need visual, and large, airborn reminders, I guess. But, it would be kinda weird. The rest of the neighborhood might need a heads up.
I can totally relate. I often wish God would flash a neon billboard in my direction, but, alas… I’ll just wondering one foot in front of the other. =)
Or, DANA LAUGHTER IS WHERE IT’S AT. LAUGH IT UP. 😂❤️
Yep. I remember my mom asking me about a beau, “But… does he make you laugh?” that’s the thing. God asks me to laugh and then write about it. 🙂 I Love you Julia!!!
I hope someone asks me that if God brings a beau into my life. (One that I haven’t tried to find). Ohhh, idea? You can send one of those planes when that happens? And when he looks at me all confused about why a mysterious banner plane is asking this question but makes a joke like, “oh no, that was me. I needed clarification so I went third person” 😂 then I’ll know he’s it. (I can’t believe I just made that up…). I think God likes to see me make myself laugh. I love you, Dana!!!
I would appreciate one of those planes flying over my home each morning? Know where I can get one?
Great post. You got me thinking which is very needed right now as I am FAREEZING in Michigan. 🙂
Visiting from FMF #68
Have a wonderful week!