Restraint

I have several draft posts that are sitting, patiently waiting their turn to get posted and make their debut on allthatchatter. They are waiting on me. Yes, I am the hold up.

Timing, is it really everything? Or, is restraint the master of timing?

One of the posts I started was supposed to debut instead of The Dresser. It’s about the sirens in the Odyssey. The concept was the same but the approach was different. I was focusing on the sirens and how they were not the most gorgeous of creatures but there was power in their song. They had the power to persuade the travelers to steer towards them and ultimately crash their boats into the rocks. Death was the fate of those travelers. How is that like The Dresser? Everything you think is valuable or worthy of your time is not.

I realized on Saturday, the story of the Odyssey as I am to share it is not about the sirens but about Odysseus. As he was traveling, he knew he would pass the sirens. He was prepared. He had all of his men put wax in their ears and tie him to the mast of the boat. Restraint. He had heard of the sirens and their power. Odysseus was a proven warrior on the battlefield but he knew he could not win against the sirens. Better yet, he knew which battle to walk away from.

Restraint, as I see it, for this season in my life is learning to walk away, be quiet or avoid the situation all together. Restraint takes discipline. Restraint takes humility. Combine restraint with discernment. Restraint takes courage. Restraint takes preparation. Restraint may be inconvenient but it’s worth it in the end.

The Fantastic4

These are my babies. The infamous fantastic4. From left to right lil dude from upstairs (7), teenager (13), studmuffin (5 **but will turn 6 in 10 days) and honeygirl (10). They keep me laughing, praying and self-reflecting. Most days, I wouldn’t trade them for Toyota Sequoia, Limited Edition in dark blue. They, however, will trade each other for a shiny object or a cookie. I love me some them.

The patriotic studmuffin

Last night, the fantastic4 were surveying their spoils. I’m one of those mother’s who doesn’t allow her children to indulge in a lot of sweets, especially late at night. They asked if they could take candy to school with them today. I said yes, one piece each. They dug through and discussed the various types of candy. My youngest, the stud muffin, saw the Tootsie Roll pictured above and got really excited. I mean really excited. You see, we have always talked about America and of course the great state of Texas. He could recognize the flags before but once he started kindergarten this year, things changed for him. He started to become patriotic. The class has been learning all about the constitution, the founding fathers and the flags. He even had the opportunity to hold the flag one morning during assembly and was very proud. Back to my story, when he saw this piece of candy, he knew this was the one. He had to take this one to school to show it to his teacher and all of his friends. This one has the American flag on it! I can still hear his voice and see the look of excitement on  his face. Yes, he loves the flag so much he sacrificed having a better piece of candy. If that isnt’ patriotic for a five-year old, I don’t know what is.