Routine

If I’m honest I’m a little scared of a routine. It seems to me that if you do the same thing every day, in the same order and at the same time, life could be boring. There is that saying that says “variety is the spice of life”. I’m pretty sure it was said by someone who couldn’t be even a little bit organised but good on them.

I have tried over the years, not even just as a New Year resolution to try and get myself into a routine. They tell me that it helps reduce stress. Each time I tried, it would work for a day or two and then I or the kids would get sick and the routine went out the window. I would often feel very guilty about not being able to keep myself and the family in a routine and that stressed me a lot.

As a famers’ wife there are always things happening that will throw a spanner in the works. A tractor breaks down and I have to go to town and get parts. An animal gets stuck and it’s all hands on deck to help it. Meals are never at the same time of the day because the current job has to be finished before we eat. I guess one routine I have is using a lot of Australian terms – sorry if I confuse my overseas readers.

There is one routine that I keep though, no matter what is going on in my house or life. That is the routine of talking to my Lord. Like Nehemiah I will talk to God with my eyes opened and my thoughts only. I do this when I am washing up, driving in the car or mowing the lawn. It helps to keep me less stressed better than routine.