It's graduation week for my oldest child. He graduates Saturday at 3 p.m. Prior to that relatives will start showing up from out of town.
I began making a list of all the things that needed doing: cleaning, food purchases, making up beds, cleaning the yard up more; grass needs cutting; cake needs to be made; meals to be planned.
You get the picture. And I must say I began feel stressed. Even though I am 46 years old there is a "Sweet Little Jane" still inside me who wants to please her parents.
Don't get me wrong -- my parents love me. I know this. I know this down deep. But I am not the neatest person in the world -- neither is my husband or my children. Our house can get pretty messy. I try to clean it but it will never be up to the standard of the grandparents' homes.
And I stress about this.
Well, my husband prayed with me and I realized (it had to be an instant answer to prayer) that if this was my last week alive I sure didn't want to spend it stressing about trivial details. Instead I wanted to enjoy the spring weather and my children.
So that is what I am doing. Hawk and I had a great day. The sunshine was lovely. I got some stuff done, but hey, what gets done gets done. What doesn't, doesn't. And that is just fine.
And it will be fine with my family too.
What about you? Are you stressing? What if it was your last week on earth?
Jesus says in Matthew 6:34, "do not be anxious for tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself."