It’s true. The grass is greener on the other side of fence. As I child, I remember saying things like:
“Yuck! Livers, onion, broccoli and cauliflower are disgusting. When I grow up I will never eat this or serve it to my children. How can anyone call this food?”
“I look forward to the day when I can go where I want, when I want, without begging my parents for permission to go or a ride to get there.”
“I can’t wait until I’m no longer obligated to anyone and can do whatever I want to do. I’ll be my own boss.”
God’s Word reminds me of a valuable lesson about contentment on the here and now of life. 1 Corinthians 13:11 says, “When I was a child, I used to speak as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I did away with childish things.” NASB
Hello, reality check! O give me back the days of my youth! What days of freedom I truly enjoyed! I had no clue how fun it was to be a kid. I’d get home from school and ride my bike, ice skate, climb trees, or just watch tv. When dinner was over, I’d lounge around until instructed to take a bath and prepare for bed..
I hated early bedtimes then but would love it now. If I didn’t have so much to do after my kids were in bed, I’d gladly go to bed at eight! Oh, and what would I do to have another Saturday to sleep as long as I wanted. It’d be great.
Yes, I can eat whatever I want now, but I’ve got to cook it for not only me but my spouse and children. I still find liver gross but love broccoli, onions, and cauliflower. The question now is how do I get my kids to see how good it really does taste.
Go where I want to go when I want to go there? Oh sure, but now I’ve got to pay for my own transportation. I need the funds to purchase a car, the gas to make it run, and the insurance to keep it on the road. When I arrive at my destination, I need to watch the amount I spend so I’m able to pay my bills at the end of the month. Most of the time, it’s just easier to stay home.
Obligated to no one? Think again. Now I’ve got a spouse and children who need me. My needs come after theirs. I’m not much of a kitchen person, but it’s my responsibility to provide their daily meals and make sure they’ve got clean clothes.
On top of that, if I wish to remain employed, then I better show up to work when they tell me to be there. Unless I work for myself, I must follow my employer’s instructions on my given tasks. What made me ever believe I’d be my own boss?
I really should have relished those childish days more, because this adult stuff is harder then I ever imagined.
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