August is here, and we’re taking full advantage of the joys of summer! Soaking up the summer sun and warmth, I ventured to the splash pad with my 2 year old. Blissfully running through the fountains, he grabbed his bucket to play. He’d place the bucket under one of the streams of water to collect a few drops, then run to the next squirt that popped up to add to his fill. Running from one sprinkler to the next, the water that he’d so carefully collected inevitably spilled; it seemed the more he tried to fill it, and the heavier it got, the more it spilled as he ran. Eventually he got frustrated with this fruitless game and ran over to me.
“Momma, momma! Fill my bucket?”
In our hyper-individualistic society, I think we often look like a two year old running from water spout to water spout trying to fill trying to fill our buckets. We’re told self-care is all that we need for a happy and meaningful life; “make sure you’re in a good place, and everything else will fall into place”. While I’m all for self-care, I don’t think it’s the solution to life’s problems or meaning. Rather, God made us for community (Genesis 2:18-24, Proverbs 27:17, Ecclesiastes 4:9-12, Acts 4:32, Hebrews 10:24-25, 1 John 4:11, . We were made to turn to one another, share our burdens, and ask, “Fill my bucket?”. While self-care can give us a few drops and keep us going in the short term, we need loving, healthy community to sustain us, to keep us full.
Who’s filling your bucket? Who’s bucket are you pouring into?
Sharon is a jack of all trades a Beacon. In addition to doing play therapy and seeing clients, she also supervises interns and heads up our communications. In her free time, you’ll find Sharon running all of the miles, baking treats, and tracking down corny jokes.