I was recently inspired to share an experience referred to as a “teachable moment. So here is just one example of a teachable moment about letting go of control.
I slowly learnt how to let some things go and centre on the essentials, on loving and not maintaining a perfectly clean house with all the laundry folded in dresser drawers.
Surrendering to the power of the Holy Spirit within our spirits can seem like a rather esoteric activity, something to talk about, write about, and perhaps pray about but not part of our daily lives but our inner and outer lives are intricately entwined. This means when I learnt how to let go of control in my inner life, it affected how I dealt with daily life.
Example: how to deal with mismatched socks.
Fact: When eleven people wear 22 socks every day for a week it means 154 individual socks to wash and pair every week.
Fact: The only thing that could kill you as a mother of a large family is pairing socks.
I realize there are many solutions to the sock problem. Some are outrageous.
“Black socks, they never get dirty;The longer you wear them, the blacker they get.Some times, I think I should wash themBut something keeps telling me
Oh, not yet, not yet, not yet”
I had to pair all the socks! Or Did I? That was the brilliant, out of the box sort of question I asked myself one day.
Buy lots of black socks in every size. Surely some semblance of a pair of socks would be easier to find.
That was the new plan.
None of them were the same! So although I used the toss and throw method of pairing, some mornings found us frantically searching for some appearance of a pair.
At times, I had to literally toss the newly discovered pair over the upstairs railing. One of my kids, who already had their coat and school bag on their back, would catch them in mid-air. They quickly pulled on their socks, stuffed their feet into boots or shoes and flew out the door, barely making the school bus.
People joke about washing machines eating socks. Rationally, I know that this is a silly answer to my dilemma but the more I think about it, the better I like the whimsical answer.
I could kill myself trying to control everyone’s sock habits but really, life is much, more interesting if we relax a bit and joke about our failings and foibles. God seems to like those who realize they are failures because then He can finally save them from themselves.
Reflecting on my story of mismatched socks, it really is apparent that God is present in everything in our daily lives.