Raisin bread is so yummy. It comes as no surprise that my daughter enjoys plucking the raisins out and leaving me the plundered toast. As I eat my holey toast, I am left with memories from my childhood. My older sister and I would fight over whose half had the most raisins. Then she would cut the slice trying to keep the top part with all the icing for herself. My Mom would hand me the butter knife. I could cut the toast and Kathy could have the first choice of halves. If I dared divide it with all the icing on one side, Kathy would take it for sure. So I did the safe thing and sliced the toast vertically sharing the icing.
Much more important than dividing raisin bread, I need to wisely divide my time and the time of my family. Because God has highest priority in my life, I give Him the first minutes of each day on my knees. Next come the children. I make the sign of the cross on their foreheads every morning then again before bedtime, blessing them as my mother did with Isaiah 54:13, saying: “You are a child of God, taught of the Lord, great will be your peace and undisturbed composure.”
Now my children are grown. While much happened between them waking and sleeping that was outside my control, this blessing anchored our days. While my children were always involved in church activities and youth group, they were not in sports or Scouting. (Gasp!) These are both good activities, but they were also time-consuming and would encroach on our highest priority, which was time as a family. We ate dinner together every night. Wisely dividing and allocating your family time is one of the most difficult, most important responsibilities of motherhood. For me, it required prayer to paddle upstream against the cultural norm of having kids enrolled in multiple sports, clubs and courses, all of which are good.
Today my daughter is a pharmacist and my son is finishing medical school. My reason for sharing this is to reassure other moms, sometimes the best is less rushing and more resting in a culture that claims that more of everything is always best. Life can be as complex as we allow it to become. Prayerfully dividing our time and the time of our children is wise.
When we are too tired and torn by what’s good to enjoy God’s rest, might we be missing what’s best? It’s easy to discern good from bad, but it’s much harder to discern what’s good from what’s the very best. If you’re a parent with children still at home, perhaps you can sit down with them over a special treat (perhaps buttery raisin bread). Might you have a discussion about dividing and allocating your family’s time choosing only the best so that there’s time for rest?