It’s been a couple weeks since the official end of our family’s finishing hashtag of 2018. I posted about it a few times, and here is an autopsy report.
- The focus, agreed upon by every member of the family, was fitting and helpful. December was "richly scheduled," as Anese Cavenaugh likes to say, and it was good to take fussiness off the table as an acceptable response. That's not to say no one was ever fussy, but it was nice to have the zero tolerance policy clearly in place.
- Just like praying for patience, you don't want to do it. Ha. Not only was December busy, there were some days and discussions which seemed extra providentially selected for testing the contentment commitment. By God's grace I think my own capacity to see contentment as an appropriate response was increased, as well as my actual choice in the moment.
- Encouraging the use of Grinch lyrics in the Open Season of confrontation added some laughter (at least for the persons whose souls were not greasy black peels), and encouraged us to remember that obedience, which itself is not a laughing matter, can be pursued with joy not just under burden.
- If I remember next December, then we will do this again.
Since you’re certainly wondering, our new family hashtag for this month is #jerkJanuary. I’m joking. We haven’t chosen one, and I don’t think we will. Also, of course, contentment is required by God all the time, so we don’t get to return to grumpy-pants grumbling because we survived the gauntlet. Paul said that contentment should be learned for every circumstance; our pursuit of contentment isn’t dead, but we’ll pause our use of the pound sign.