I sometimes laugh at how frequently Noel and I ask each
other the question, “You ready?”
It’s like, we make plans to leave in 15 mins. 15 mins are
up. “You ready?”
Put the harnesses on the boys to walk them. “You ready?”
Church time. “You ready?”
Noel puts on some unflattering clothes, and I give a telling
“…You Ready...?”
I put on unflattering
clothes, and… Noel stays verrrrry quiet.
Part of me thinks this constant questioning of each other’s
readiness is a problem. Does it matter if we’re ready?
Noel’s heart will not be filled by how prepared we are for
nothing going wrong; his heart will be filled by my willingness to trust him when things go awry.
My heart will not be filled by managing all expectations; my
heart will be filled by relying on the Creator to create my life on His terms,
not my own.
What I’m learning is being ready is not what makes a good
marriage, or a good day, or a good memory. What matters is my openness to what
the day may bring, ready or not.
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