So, I’m sitting there on Sunday at church, just zoning out. It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with the sermon on the Gospel & Work, it’s just that, well– I didn’t really feel like I needed to hear it.
I work at this unique little Christian school with loving women who are called to teach. It’s so different than public school. Every woman I work with is doing what we do because they have the gift of teaching and they truly love God and children. And then there are my students– oh, my students! What a precious group of personalities! They make it a pleasure to go work every day. They are so dear to me.
So… I wasn’t really listening. I have a sweet situation at work. The sermon wasn’t really for me.
And then on Monday, work blew up.
It was misunderstanding after misunderstanding. The parents I’m supposed to be “partnering with” to educate their children were coming at me. Every time I tried to reach out to one of them, I got my hand slapped. It was nuts! And then we had a meeting where I realized my sweet situation would not look anything like this next year. It blew up.
Now– nothing catastrophic occurred, so I should clarify. I’m not leaving my school or anything– my job will just look different than it does now. And most situations with parents ended up working out in the end (after some drama). But my serene scene was definitely disrupted and this was a stressful, hectic, exhausting week of work.
Know what I’m doing tomorrow? I’m listening to that sermon again. Only this time, I’m going to actually listen.
PS– I just have to say this– it’s 8:24pm on a Friday evening and Brian is already asleep. And snoring. That’s the week we’ve had. Long hours for both of us. But he listened to the sermon the first time. I dare say he was more prepared than I for the week we just had. I’m not far behind him. At least for tonight, there is rest for the weary 🙂
Lindsey and I have been talking a lot about rest over the last few weeks. Why, you ask? Because we don’t do it well.
Let me explain. We have been talking about what it means to rest well, and how neither of us feel like we can do so. Lindsey tends to not stop moving. There is always something else that needs to be done, and pausing to rest before the list is finished is not an option. On the other hand, I don’t want to do anything. When I finally get a day or weekend with no work and no commitments I want to be lazy– and I mean LAZY. Down deep all I want to do is eat, nap, watch TV, and read a book. Preferably for a whole day.
Hopefully you see the error in both of our ways. Given our choices, Lindsey simply won’t rest until she drives herself into the ground, and I wouldn’t lift a finger– or even get out of bed.
That is not what rest is designed for, it’s not what our bodies and minds were designed for. Both of us are rebelling against what we were made for when we behave this way. We are slowly realizing this, because living with someone with the opposite disposition helps open your eyes quite a bit.
So over the next few weeks we hope to approach our weekends differently. We hope to meet in the middle a bit more. We hope that we can learn to rest well.
Today was a good day for me at work. When I finished up work on Friday I had a long list of things that still had to be done, and as noted yesterday I had a full weekend. I took sometime to organize my work life and tee things up for Monday, and then I took the weekend off until Sunday night.
Last night I sat down and took time to get some work stuff done. Now, I didn’t actually do any tasks, I simply took the time to clean up my inbox, sort through all my action items, and plan today’s approach. This is something I used to regularly do every week, but I’ve been out of that habit for awhile.
So, this morning I was able to hit the ground running. I was able to get several important things done, whittle down my list of tasks, and even handle a curveball or two. But the best part of the day was its effects.
First, I was able to run two small errands that I knew Lindsey cared a lot about getting done. Second, I was able to finish the day with an empty inbox, and a small list of things to finish up this week. And third, all of this allowed me to enjoy dinner with my wife and a little bit of time studying. Finally I get to go to bed early.
Like I said, it was a good day.
One of the best benefits of working for Dell for the eleven that I have is the generous vacation time. With that and the holiday break they give us, today was my first day back at work in almost 3 weeks. It was great to be off, but it was also a good to be back at work.
I’ve been blessed in my career so far, and right now I am in one of the best roles I will ever had. I get to use my knowledge of the tech world and trends and my years of experience at Dell to help a group of very smart people figure out the right path forward for our IT team. Then I get to use my writing and communications skills to articulate and sell it. In many ways this is the perfect job for me.
Going back to work today prompted me to pause and reflect on our life together. Lindsey and I are very, very blessed and fortunate. I don’t use the word lucky because I don’t think that’s what it is. We have a God that loves us and has given us good lives and each other. For that, I am thankful.
Actually, I love to travel. I should correct the title, it should read: I don’t like traveling without my wife.
Since getting married I have not had to travel for work very much, and Lindsey and I have only had to spend a few nights apart. I’m in the air now (in flight wi-fi is a modern miracle!) and on my way back to Austin after a quick work trip up to Chicago. It’s been an interesting trip, and very valuable for me, but I can’t wait to get home to Lindsey.
I’ve realized I have no hope of sleeping well without her with me. I simply don’t. I’ve become accustomed to having her there, and it just feels wrong when she is not.
It’s really funny to me how quickly I have adapted to Lindsey being in my life. I spent ten years living alone as a bachelor, and not even eight months later I can’t get a good night’s sleep without her. If she wasn’t so important to me this would be a little frustrating!
Later this month we are taking a weekend fun trip, just the two of us. I’m really looking forward to it. I know that I will be more organized, more relaxed and we will have a whole lot more fun than I have traveling by myself. That, my friends, is a very good thing.
Well, it looks like all the work of the last few weeks are slowing down for me a bit. Hopefully things stay at a more sustainable pace. Today though we had some things take shape at work that I wanted to talk about earlier, but could not.
I am changing roles slightly and moving into a position on the strategy and technology incubation team. My boss has gained some additional responsibilities in a recent re-organization and so I will be changing roles.
This is very exciting, and the type of job I have wanted for a long time. I am really looking forward to working with some really bright people and taking part in setting the direction for our company in an area I am passionate about. This is a very good thing. 🙂
Well, if you’ve been reading the blog this week you know that it was a very long one. Lindsey had her first week in a new job, and I led one of the most important efforts of my career to its (almost) completion in less than two weeks. It’s really been crazy around here.
Today we spent a good portion of the day together. We crashed early last night and got a good night’s sleep, in fact I think I broke through the 12 hour mark. We got up, had a slow morning, and had a late breakfast at Torchy’s. It was basically a really great Saturday.
Tonight, after spending the day together in the most chill way possible, Lindsey commented that we haven’t spent this much time together in weeks. She’s right, and it felt weird.
Summer had us spoiled. I was working from home a lot, Lindsey was around the house and it was great. Then she got her miracle job and I got swamped. We were pulled back into the real world.
So today, this day to spend time together, was absolutely required. It was perfect.
I imagine the trick to a healthy marriage is exactly what we have been told: keep our eyes on God, trust him, love and serve each other. It’s working so far, I know it is. But there are some weeks, this one most of all, that it seems like it’s working awfully slow.
But we know it’s working.