I’ve been sick. It feels like the plague. Of course it’s not, but I’m not usually sick, so I’m being dramatic. But after 11 days, I’m still in between sickness and health. Somehow that just doesn’t seem right.
I’ve also been dieting. Lost 12 pounds. Okay, I lost, I gained, I lost, I gained… but the net is 12 pounds. Trouble is, I wanted to lose 30 pounds, so I’m in between my Do-I-Really-Weigh-This-Much weight and my Hallelujah weight.
My teenagers are growing up. Okay, technically they are already in big bodies and can eat me out of house and home. Twice. But they’re not little any more. Still at home, they’re not quite launched on their own but they don’t need their hands held. However, it still remains a delicate balance between when I’m over-mommying them and when it’s very acceptable to bring warm homemade chocolate chip cookies to their room. For the record, the latter is always okay.
I homeschooled those aforementioned kids for nine years, so during that period, my time was not my own. Field trips, lesson plans and hair pulling math lessons were an integral part of my existence. Until one day they grew up, dog gone it. And yet even though I no longer wear my homeschool mom hat, my time mysteriously disappears. I long to spend my days just writing my heart out, but life has other plans. For now, I’m in between job descriptions.
But in all these in between areas of my life, nowhere is it clearer that I am not yet where I want to be than in spiritual maturity. Still rough around the edges and more growth yet to take place but thank God not what I was.
1 John 3:2 says, “Beloved, now we are children of God, and it has not appeared as yet what we will be. We know that when He appears, we will be like Him, because we will see Him just as He is.”
At least in that day when He appears, I will no longer be in between.
What are you in between in your life?