Saturday, January 09, 2010

Baggage

I took Kathryn to her Remicade treatment at the hospital on Thursday and while there, I went through the pre-op procedure at the hospital where I will be having some minor surgery on Monday. I had Qavah and Annelise with me, a diaper bag, an activity bag, two little girl coats, a hat, my own coat, and a purse. I went to the lab, x-ray, and EKG departments hauling it all. I looked like one of those tree stand type coat racks in an entrance hall. I was loaded down. I went through a mental check list each time we left one department for the next so that I would leave nothing behind. I didn't really think much about it at the time. It was necessary to assume the responsibility.

The next day, Kathryn and Qavah wanted to do a little shopping. When we got ready to leave the house I suddenly thought about the burdens of the day before. "We will only take coats with hoods, no extra hats, gloves, or sippy cups!" I requested. "This isn't a day for me to carry everyone else's baggage," I declared. I stopped in my tracks and started to laugh. I said, "Kathryn, that is the theme of my next blog post!" If mentally, physically, or emotionally, you also are weary of carrying everyone else's "baggage", join me in refusing to do so. Coat racks and people can topple under too heavy a load.

Cast your cares on the LORD and He will sustain you;
He will never let the righteous fall. Psalm 55:22