Life in LADA land

Living Philippians 1:6 with type 1.5 diabetes

Busy in the wrong way

I was praying this morning and a random (?!) thought came into my mind that I pondered for a while.  It occurred to me that my schedule has been controlled by my desires – a desire to be noticed, a desire to appear capable, a desire to share knowledge, a desire to help, a desire to feel fulfilled.  These desires are not evil or anything, but it hit me that this is the wrong way to shape my life.  I want my schedule – the activities I choose to participate in, the way I do my job, the work I take on – to be determined by what God is calling me to spend my energy on and to take on only those things that I have the energy and time to do well.

One of the talks I remember from a Biblical Counseling Training week at was about unfulfilled longings.  I was reminded that the only thing that will bring ultimate satisfaction is Christ – my life in Him and His in me.  So doesn’t it make sense that I should be listening carefully for His leading as I rebuild my life after sabbatical? If I truly seek to fulfill the desires of my heart, why not let the One who created me lead me to that fulfillment?

Then, as God often does, shortly after my prayer time I read this morning’s entry from an online devotional and it was a confirmation of what I had been thinking. Rather than summarize it, I am going to quote  from it:

You don’t have to go far from your front door before you’ll see a t-shirt or bumper sticker proclaiming: “I can’t adult today.” I know the feeling.

When the emails pile up in my inbox and the mountain of dirty laundry threatens to avalanche across the basement floor, I want to escape, too. Preferably to a lounge chair by a quiet pool, with a glass of lemonade and a new novel.

An occasional day at the pool—no “adulting” required—is one of God’s good gifts that I am free to enjoy (1 Tim. 6:17). But I get into trouble when I regularly think my ordinary work is something to be avoided. God’s prohibition against laziness in today’s passage (Prov. 31:27) means that my life was never intended to be one, long soak in the hot tub.

Instead, everyone who walks by the Spirit has been redeemed from a life consumed with selfish desires and set free for a life of serving the Lord.

Like the woman in Proverbs 31 who cares for her family (v. 11–12, 15, 27), works diligently (v. 15), wisely stewards her financial resources (v. 16, 18), and serves her neighbors (v. 20, 26), the self-controlled woman uses her time and energy for the glory of God and the good of others.   

Megan Hill, Day 9, Trading Laziness for self-control, from Rooted in God’s Love, a 9 day devotional for women, www.crossway.org

So here is the conclusion I have been coming to over the past couple of weeks about myself. I have been too caught up with doing so many different things that my focus and energy is depleted for pretty much all of them. I don’t want to find myself avoiding my ordinary work because I am exhausted by all of the other stuff I am doing.  When we left for sabbatical in June, I was finding myself dissatisfied with the quality of my work and relationships, getting by on the minimum for almost everything I was doing. I don’t want to live that way. This kind of life also takes a toll on my management of type 1 diabetes.  Stress is a blood sugar nightmare, leading to roller coaster days that leave me depleted and cranky. There were too many days like that in my life.  Besides. I am getting old, let’s face it.  I do not have the energy of 30-year-old me.  It is probably about time I faced that.

So what is my take-away lesson from all of this? I will be looking to form a life in which I take on fewer responsibilities, so that I can fully focus on the things I do. I love my job at ECC, especially since it is a ministry that I love – I want to know that all that I do as part of that job is God-led and God-glorifying. I will choose other responsibilities and activities outside of work carefully with the same goal of being led by God and glorifying Him. That does not mean that everything I do will be church-related. But there are going to be some painful  “no’s” – painful for me because there are so many things I love to do but that I need to lay aside for now. It also might mean that I am just as busy as I was, but busy with fewer things, using my time and energy for the glory of God and the good of others in ways that I do not know yet.

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The morning walk

I thought it would be fun to document my walking route.  I took pictures on my walk this morning (which actually was pretty miserably hot and sweaty, but taking pictures helped distract me) and will take you through the highlights…..

Leaving the farm…..the view from the end of the driveway.916AB89E-B6CB-45EE-898D-96AD1864A0EC

The house ‘next door’. Nice guy with a friendly beagle that I meet on the road most mornings. Corn is everywhere and right now the whole area smells honey-sweet from the emerging tassels.

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All I can think of when I walk by here is “I sure would not want to mow this.”

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View from the Pooh-sticks bridge. So named when my kids and their cousins were little and we used to throw sticks off one side of the bridge, then run to the other side to see whose came out first.  Remember your A.A. Milne anyone?

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The creek under Pooh Sticks bridge….

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Yeah. More corn.

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The wildflowers are constantly changing. It was about here that I saw my first wooly worm this morning.

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I really want to see where this trail leads but I’m pretty sure I would be trespassing. It’s just SO inviting.7B814EDD-68F3-4596-BC5A-52CA68A09C01

This is the longest shady stretch in the mornings.  As I look toward the curve in the road, I know it is gonna heat up soon…..

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Each day I go a little further up this road, extending my walk by about .2 miles each time. Turns out that the distance between two power poles is about .06 miles……

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Grogan Ditch.  Ask my kids about this one 🙂  My favorite memory of this incident is my Dad’s smirk as he pulled our car out of the ditch as if to say “City kids. Don’t know enough to slow down for ice…….”

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And home again. A most welcome sight. Sorry about the thumb. Didn’t notice that earlier.  The house is down this lane hidden behind all the trees. There is an apple orchard on the right side of the road at the end of the pasture. No cows in these pastures this morning. Sorry.

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I really am loving this taste of country life – even more than I even expected to.  I don’t mind the sweat or the hard work in the yard or the long-ish drive into town. I love my time alone while Dennis is at work at the U of I, and the things I am getting to spend my time doing.  I miss my friends, and my church and the wonderful things Cincinnati has to offer. But for me it truly is a sabbatical and is refreshing me for whatever God has next.

 

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Knitting as my ‘cure’ for diabetes stress

We all need strategies for dealing with the stress that diabetes brings into our lives.  The highs and lows and sudden empty pumps and sites that malfunction and awkward questions that people ask and….well, you get the idea.  I have noticed recently that I am handling some of that stress better these days and I have been wondering why. Some of it has to do with a change in jobs and working fewer hours, so I have more energy left over to deal with the stress – because the level of stress from diabetes does NOT seem to let up. EVER.

In a conversation with a friend recently, I realized that knitting is one big way I cope with the daily ups and downs of living with T1D. I think that it is the ability to have control that makes knitting a great stress reliever. I can look at a pattern and know that (within certain limits) I can reproduce that object in a way that will bring me pleasure.  Knit, purl, yarn over, knit 2 together, these are regular, repeatable moves that result in the same thing every time.  That is not true for anything related to diabetes.  That kind of predictability is comforting and soothing.  Sure, I might have to rip out rows of knitting to fix a mistake, but even then, I know I will be happier having done so and I can always re-knit what I took out.  I can try any number of things to ‘fix’ a blood sugar ‘mistake’ and the results are far less  reliable.

So I knit. And knit some more.  I am soothed, I can relax and for a period of time, I can forget that diabetes is just lurking around the next corner, waiting to surprise me with some craziness.

How do you cope with diabetes-induced stress?

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