With my calendar resting on his desk, I flipped through the pages and rattled off my schedule to David.
“I have a leader’s meeting on Monday night, dinner date with Anne on Tuesday, Jericho Girls on Wednesday…
His mouth curved downward and he nodded as if in agreement.
But before I made it to Thursday’s page, he looked at me and said, “Don’t forget what Carol said, ‘Your husband is your most important ministry.’”
I looked up from my planner. My heart welled with lamentation. Wasn’t it just two months ago that I was in Italy learning how to live simply and simply live? How did so many commitments work their way back into my schedule?
I closed my eyes and pressed back regret. I turned to Monday’s page and erased the leader’s meeting. As I continued to remove things off of my calendar, I smiled at him and said, “You’re right. I’ve lost focus of my ministry.” Then I took my blue pen and inked in David’s name onto those now empty pages. I drew a long arrow blocking out the nights for him.
You see, our most important ministry is the one we do in our homes—for our husbands and children. Nothing is more far-reaching.
This morning, I was reminded to make time for what truly matters as I listened to the song, Breathe by Jonny Diaz:
Let your weary spirit rest
Lay down what’s good and find what’s best
Beginning a new week, I will “Lay down what’s good and find what’s best.”