Life is a balancing act. And I am an amateur. I spend an inordinate amount of time climbing up that huge ladder to get back up on the highwire.
How can I love my children like they need to be loved, yet not make them the center of the universe? How can I spend quality time with God, yet not neglect all the business of life around me? How can I share my weaknesses without airing dirty laundry unnecessarily?
How do I decide when to save money and when to save time? How do I decide which aspect of furthering God’s kingdom is most important when I can’t do it all? How do I decide how aggressively to witness to an unbeliever?
How do I praise my children without giving them a big head? How do I send them out into the world as a light without having them be unduly influenced by the darkness? How do I share my body equally with my baby and my hubby?
How much candy should I let my children eat? How strictly should we discipline them? How much money should I invest in romancing my husband? (lots, he says)
How much time should I spend on the computer? Reading to my girls? Playing doctor? Folding laundry? Watching American Idol? Praying?
I think the key is to keep my eyes focused on Christ–not the rope, not my feet, and definitely not the ground so far below me. And when I do fall, as long as I keep getting back up, it’s okay. Hopefully, I can stay on the tightrope for longer this go ’round.
Christ alone holds the key to a balanced life. And my balanced life won’t look exactly like anyone else’s. And that’s okay.