I have to admit—I've been thinking a lot how life is going to change when we bring our kid(s) home. I have been dreaming about these kids by grooming our Amazon wish lists (so many books…), purging our house of clutter (a work in progress), and I've been reading a lot about being a mom. Yesterday morning, I took a moment before my day began and read Hebrews 12:1-3. It says (emphasis added):
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured from sinners such hostility against himself, so that you may not grow weary or fainthearted.
This passage was a hard and an encouraging read. Lately, I feel pulled in so many directions (mostly in my crazy head). I am trying to enjoy the time before kids come, but am anticipating when they are ours. I am praying through what to do concerning my job. I am watching a lot of Psych (TV show). To top it off, it is the arctic outside, which makes me a hermit. All of this led me to the conviction that my eyes have been pulled away from Jesus. He is the one who makes this life worthwhile. He is the one who will give my life any sort of meaning.
So, I'll ask you the same question I've been asking myself: Where are your eyes? Where have I been looking? Maybe it is time to re-focus off of the little things in life, even if they seem huge, and shift our gaze back to Jesus. He will make this race for holiness possible.