Being flexible hasn’t always been one of my strengths. In all honesty, I can be rather rigid at times. I’m not referring to physical ability; it has more to do with my mindset. Once I get an idea or a plan in my mind, I stick to it and don’t like the ‘apple cart’ being upset which lends to being a control freak (as some people call it) or stubborn (a nicer term?) However one defines this particular personality trait is a choice of his or her own. I think stubborn sounds nicer than control freak. Even nicer though, is being called flexible so that’s an attribute I’m striving for as I mature with grace and wisdom as my teachers.

Tuesday is my appointed day of the week to write and I can see already that I have not guarded my intentions with fully loaded determination. Yesterday was Tuesday, today is Wednesday and here I am writing my weekly blog, yet when I look back on yesterday the activities that wove their way into my day were not time robbing nor mundane. I had an appointment with my eye physician because he is being thorough in the care of my vision. I spent a couple of hours serving as a volunteer in my church office followed by an appointment with my chiropractor who is giving me great relief with two discs in my spine that aren’t behaving as they should. But, my nicest and most delightful interruption to my Tuesday schedule was receiving a call from my son asking if I’d like to go with him to his sister’s place of employment (AT&T Wireless) to replace his broken phone. Those kind of questions from a child are music to this momma’s ears. Would I? Would I? You bet I would and I did. I even drove in order to save him gas and in turn put fuel in mine for a scheduled trip of our own this week….wow…there’s that frugal thing again….creeping right into my rearranged day.

So, my Tuesday was rearranged. My blog did not get written but the part of my heart that hides treasures created from things my kids do or say, received a deposit–a deposit that filled my memories tank. There were significant things my son said during our several hours together that made me laugh, smile inside with great pride and hope, and gave me a glimpse into his world of maturing and making decisions and furthermore demonstrate the values and integrity of the man he is becoming. I got to witness (again) how he interacts with people with great confidence and ease and use his own unique expression of gratitude towards his sister by declaring “you’re a great human being”…..

Yes, I’m learning to be more flexible because I am learning the value behind receiving unexpected deposits into my tank of memories. That ‘tank’ is what motivates me and keeps me emotionally charged. It’s from that ‘place’ that I draw from to exhibit hope and peace on days that seem chaotic and spinning out of control. It’s also a spiritual tool for me to have but a brief glimpse into the heart of Mary where the Word tells me (us) that she carried numerous treasures in her heart regarding her Son…too many to record for us to read. Could it be they were meant just for her as a mom? I like to think so. I can relate because some of yesterday with Dan is only for me and my heart.

Flexibility = 1, Control = 0. I win.