School is about 9 kilometers from our flat. That's not far distance-wise, but getting through the gridlock can take a long time. To put it in kid-time perspective, when our youngest was a newborn he would sometimes go through two cycles of "eat, awake, sleep" during a school pick-up or drop-off.
What do we do with that time? In the beginning of the school year we spent no small amount of time crying in the car-- the baby, the big kids, and/or me. Sometimes when the noise inside reached fever pitch I rolled down the windows and we joined the cacophony of cars honking and engines revving outside in the muggy air.
I was reminded of this blog post by Jonathan Parnell on the Desiring God blog. One thing Parnell said stood out in particular-- it was just a sub-header: Average and Awesome. That phrase began to grate against my self-pity and the sub-header that I had given my school runs: Boring and Lame. When the narrative "Boring and Lame" governs my thoughts, I throw my sullenness little crumbs of self-pity at every intersection to keep it alive.
Parnell's blog post encouraged me to stop making a mental list of all the places I'd rather be and to see my school runs for what they really were: worship. Remembering that I am a worshiper-- that is, one who worships (whether consciously or subconsciously), was a needed wake-up call. If you're wondering how Parnell could dub a commute or a school run as Average and Awesome, read "Don't Undersell Your Commute."
"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things." Philippians 4:8