My husband doesn’t want to join a gym.
So every morning, he comes down the stairs in his workout clothes. After a kiss ‘good morning’, he snaps on the TV, and I hear the marching feet. He walks in place until the commercials.
Then he walks around the first floor in circles.
It struck me that he was doing all this walking, but really not getting anywhere. Around and around he goes until the program comes back on, and it’s time to march in place again.
Puzzling this idea in my head, I finish my breakfast and gather my things. Another kiss, and I’m out the door to the gym.
It’s cardio day for me, so I step up onto the treadmill. Adjusting the settings, the machine comes to life and I start my own marching. It becomes clear to me that I am doing the same thing as my husband. The runner below my feet is making it’s own circles, and I am propelled forward.
Around and around it goes. And I’m not going anywhere either.
My husband and I are doing the same thing. Yes, we’re performing our workout routines. But it sure looks like we’re not getting anywhere.
Isn’t life like that? Go to work, exercise, drop the kids off at school, start dinner, clean the bathroom (yet again). Just about anything I do in my day can look repetitive and pointless.
The Circle of Life can start to look a lot like my husband’s laps around the house, or the gym treadmill. Get up, do the same things, go to bed. Rinse and repeat. It’s very easy to get into this negative way of thinking.
And the sad thing? It can lead to a feeling of hopelessness too.
I know sometimes I wonder why I keep doing the same things. But the saving grace for me is that I have eyes of faith. And I have goals. It keeps me from any kind of discouragement.
Work gives the satisfaction of using my gifts and talents.
Exercise helps maintain the body given to me by God.
Dropping the kids at school shows them that I prize their education.
Preparing food is my labor of love in feeding the family.
Cleaning shows respect for the gift of my living space.
God didn’t make my life a ‘Bridge to Nowhere.’ Everything I have and everything I do has meaning and purpose.
So the next time I puzzle at how it seems like I’m just not getting anywhere, it’s time to think again. The daily ‘to-do’ lists might not be very exciting or innovative. But it’s anything but empty, repetitive motion.
These ‘burdens’ are really blessings. They are my joyful, meaningful assignments from God. But how I ultimately see them is up to me.
If I choose, my heavenly chores will look like a vicious cycle. But that’s just the surface. I don’t want to accept that shallow view.
A blessed Circle of Life. Yes. That’s my choice.