Time for an Intermission
I am well acquainted with intermissions — at our Austin Symphony Orchestra’s recent event, the broadway musical that was hilarious AND serious, and this will date me — the outdoor drive-in theaters.
We could get a snack or have a restroom break or just to simply have a good ole’ stretch.
I’ve had my fair share of life intermissions. Back when my grown kids lived miles away, I was the Nana-on-call-of-duty. If they needed help with seeing after my grands — I dropped everything, packed a bag, and hit the road or the skies.
My days at home were brief pit stops — just enough time to catch my breath, take a nap, or restock my suitcase before the next “SOS” call came in again.
And truth be told, I loved it. I considered it sacred duty. The honor of a lifetime.
But now? Those grands are grown. The youngest graduates high school in just a few weeks! Nobody’s texting me to come babysit anymore. And I think I finally understand what my mother felt when she was “on call” for us. What a rockstar she was!
These days, Carl and I do a different kind of winging it. Just this week, we ran errands, helped a friend move, went to the doctor –and then snuck off to watch the animated “King of Kings”. It was a little intermission in a packed day. And oh, how we delighted in it!
Psalm 37:23 reminds us, “The steps of a good man (or woman!) are ordered by the Lord, and He delights in their way.” That’s us. We’re stepping where He leads, trusting the journey, and enjoying every well-placed pause.
You see, intermission doesn’t mean the show is over. It means we’re gearing up for what’s next — another assignment, another adventure, or maybe just another nap (hallelujah!). And in between, we still serve, love, and show up for others.
Philippians 2:3-4 reminds us to look not only to our own interests but to the interests of others. So, tomorrow, I’ll be at it again as I’ll be off to the Family Center — pouring out kindness, one act at a time.
Cue the curtain. Intermission’s over. Time for Act Two — or is it Act Three?