Egg Scramble

Easter is just weeks away, and our church puts on an event for children that weekend complete with an egg hunt.  I picked up a box of three hundred plastic eggs (in mixed states of disrepair) that have been utilized over the years, recycled and refilled.  Then I picked up several bags of non-chocolate, non-melty, non-nutty, pre-wrapped candies I imagined would fit in the multicolored egg-shaped vessels.

Some of the candies indeed fit well in the wee eggs, others fit poorly - as in, didn't allow the egg parts to meet...so the taping began.  It wasn't just the ones containing the ill-proportioned candy wrappers that required some adhesive assistance, however.  Even those that looked fitting for their counterparts didn't tend to remain sealed without aid.  Next year, I'm buying the church some new plastic eggs, like these: 

At 3.5 inches, they'll be ample room for filling - minus the necessity of tape.  

Sometimes, we struggle to fit things into our lives that, honestly, we'd be better re-thinking.  We shove things into our schedules, agree to things we aren't truly called to do, and allow ourselves to be guilt-ed (bullied) into things that rob us of joy.  We're like taped-together plastic eggs, stuffed beyond sealing, just a precarious film tethering our ends.  No wonder we are less effective, less present, less content with our lives - we're unable to function as we were designed.

Jotting with Johnna
What areas of your egg-crate (metaphor for life categories) need an upgrade?  What parts are you barely holding together, making them all the more fragile?  Where do you need to release some mismatched parts so you can live more fully?

Remember:  you are so very worthy of working parts in your social, spiritual, and scheduled life categories so you can have greater health in your whole life.  Life can be a scramble sometimes for anyone, but you can work to mend the eggs in your basket.

Stay tuned.  Stay focused.  Stay well.