Beautifully stated. Sometimes I feel guilty about stepping down from parish committees or not serving as frequently at our local Engaged Encounter as my husband and I would like. But I, too, feel strongly that our commitments to our family have to come first, especially in this season when our kids are so young. I’m not willing to stretch myself so thin that it short-changes them; I trust that there will be times in the future when I can turn back to service with greater attention. I do find that it’s challenging for others (i.e. the leaders of parish committees or other organizations) to realize that this is the case, however.
Memo From God
by Karen Edmisten in Homemaking on Sunday, October 23, 2011 9:18 PM
“But that’s my birthday!” my daughter protested. “How can you go on my birthday?”
My husband and I teach baptism classes in our parish, and I’d signed us up for June, oblivious to a date that should have been uppermost in my mind: the day my second daughter would turn 13.
“Ummm,” I fumbled, “well, you know we never seem to do parties on the actual day. We already talked about having the slumber party Friday night, didn’t we?”
She murmured assent and slumped away, carrying on her shoulders the weight of a forgetful, busy mother who (even with a constantly consulted day planner) had failed her.
It’s true that we’ve always been flexible with birthday party plans. Really. But, we still make a big deal of the day, party day or not, so I felt terrible. And guilty.
Prayerful Discernment
I’d been praying about the classes, and whether to continue or not. We share the teaching load with several other couples, and Tom and I are called on only a few times a year. But, in the last couple of years, whenever our turn popped up, we encountered a conflict with our kids’ schedules. Still, I told myself, stick with it. Surely such a minimal time commitment isn’t a big deal. But somehow I couldn’t avoid feeling nudged to give up this particular commitment.
And now, here was yet another conflict. I’d asked God for confirmation about my gut feeling and it seemed to have arrived. We stepped down from the teaching team.
Focus on Vocation
This isn’t the first time I’ve needed to pull back from a commitment or a committee, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. My primary commitment—to being an at-home, homeschooling mom—means that Tom and I must regularly tweak our schedules to keep them in harmony with our family’s goals.
That doesn’t mean we won’t volunteer again. But it does mean that we do it with a discerning eye. We step up to the plate when we feel clearly called to, but we’re equally willing to pull back when we see the need. It’s all part of adapting to the ever-changing circumstances of our growing family.
When we began teaching the baptism classes, our children were young and the parish offered babysitting each week (for both teachers and attendees.) We took the kids with us and emphasized to them that helping with the program was our family’s way of serving the parish together. But, as the kids grew, and their schedules changed, we began to wonder if this particular form of service was still right for us.
Continual Reassessment
In the past, we’ve made similar adjustments. Shortly after I was received into the Catholic Church, I joined our parish RCIA team. At the time we had only one child, and I actually loved getting out of the house once a week. Yes, I was giving my time, but it felt more as if I were receiving—I loved the riches of teaching, spending time with other committed Catholics (my husband was not yet Catholic), and offering support to those on journeys of conversion.
So, although RCIA was an intense time commitment, it didn’t feel like one in that season of our lives. It worked for us, and worked well until sometime after we had two children, with a third on the way. At that point, the demands of RCIA began to clash with my family and our homeschooling life, and it was time to step away.
And so it goes with every consideration of my time. As I live out this vocation of motherhood, I find I must frequently reassess how everything fits into that, rather than shoehorning my family into something I want to do, however good the “something” may be.
Sometimes I fail—I become the forgetful, busy mother who has disappointed her almost-thirteen-year-old. When that happens, it’s time to pray. I ask for some heavenly scheduling help, and then I read God’s memos and tweak accordingly.
He’s even better than a planner.
—Karen Edmisten is author of The Rosary: Keeping Company with Jesus and Mary. Read her blog at KarenEdmisten.Blogspot.com.
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Great post. I took a year off last year from volunteering at my sons’ schools and in the parish (we did keep our family cooking gig which is only every six weeks or so). After more than ten years I was a burnt-out case. This year I am getting back into volunteering/advocacy but less full-bore. Family and one’s health really does come first. And then when you do go back, you feel so refreshed and ready to work hard again. Everyone needs a vacation once in awhile, even volunteers
A quote from one of our spirituality professors at Ave Maria that my husband and I often return to “The Church’s job is to make you holy, not busy.” To everything there is a season!
Currently, my volunteering is limited to making meals for new mommies in my mother’s group, facilitating the playgroup for our local adoption organization, and volunteering in my son’s preschool classroom on occasion. Anything beyond that would require getting a babysitter, because my husband and I work opposite schedules. Someday I hope to do more.
I loved this article—thanks for sharing your experience, Karen. Immediately after I reverted, I signed up for our parish’s women’s club and all the other activities I could. The supplemental reason was that I had “bargained” with God (I know, I know) that I would devote time to the church if he changed my husband’s heart and let me stay home with the kids. Almost immediately I realized that I had taken on too much, and now I only volunteer for things where my children can participate as well. I know I will be able to take on more in a different season of life!
Wonderful article! I too believe that family has to come first. The thought of volunteering on one of my child’s birthdays would be out of the question. We never get noticed or commended for being “just a mom” but in the long run the rewards outway any public recognition we could ever receive.
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