the multiple personalities of a working mom....

I lead a very busy life. This is not new nor unique but the reality of so many. I work anywhere from 35 - 65 hours per week usually over 6 days. Even on my day off I find myself "tweaking" my homily one last time.
Here's my challenge. When I'm at work, I'm thinking about home. When I'm at home, I'm thinking about work. I have yet to find a way to be fully and completely where I am at any given moment.
The other night I called home in the middle of my 13 hour day to check in with the kids. I talked to the oldest who said he had a good day and then I told him to have a shower. I got on the phone with the youngest and said cheerfully "how was school today?".
"They didn't phone you?" he said.
Nothing good can come after that statement. So there I am on my way in to begin the last session of a five week bible study and I'm listening to my son's story of why there will be "something for me to sign" when I get home. I call again around bedtime and find that no one has in fact had a shower and feel guilty that I'm not there for them.

As I cuddle up to watch the last episode of my beloved ER (a dud, I might add...) the phone rings and there is no electricity in the Church. One more thing, four more phone calls and problem solved. Darnit, I missed a whole section of the show.

Throughout Jesus' ministry he left the crowds and went off to be by himself to pray. Even when he was told that a friend was dying he remained where he was - committed to the moment he was in - for some time before he finally agreed to leave that place. Total commitment to where he was at any given moment. When he was teaching, he taught. When he was listening, he listened. When he was sharing, he shared. When he healed, he healed. Totally committed to the task at hand.

I could say that Jesus didn't have a Church that is about to have a collective nervous breakdown but he did have a brand new message never before heard, so I'll give him that.

What Jesus didn't have was two young children at home who miss their mom.

The multiple personalities of a working mom are exhausting. I'm going to have a nap before I vacuum.