Seems I've been taking on too many burdens lately. As my husband (not so jokingly) says....if I've not got something to worry about, then I'll go find something to fret over. But, think about it. With 8 children to look after, and plenty of meals to prepare, plus with homeschooling and just home maintenance---my lap is full. It's easy, though, to become so addicted to all of this busyness that I forget to enjoy what I'm doing. I mean, it's not like I'll be through any time soon.
My problem is that I'll get focused on such boring stuff, like what supplies need to be fetched at the grocery and if I shake the clothes detergent bottle, will I find that there's enough in it to last the day? If I stare at the remaining roll of toilet paper long enough, will it grow in size? Can half a loaf of bread fill up the bellies of the six kids at home while everyone else is at work? Can we just have eggs for dinner?
The repetition of it (even with funds to buy everything) is a bit of a drag.
But then....now this really happens....then I think of how blessed I truly am to have one more day. Someone we used to know died in a helicopter crash this week, and I think it made the national news. A hospital/patient transport helicopter fell to the ground near Jackson, TN. We knew the pilot from *way back when*, and a nicer guy you'd never meet. He was only 58 and left 2 grown children and a peach of a wife. I know he was a believer and is dancing with the Lord as I type. Doesn't make it any easier to accept, though.
So I sit here and tell the dogs to get settled. The house sleeps and I'm grateful for wellness, and the ability to enjoy another sun-filled day. I'm thinking it's the little things I need to be looking at. Not the national news and the nonsense that goes on there. I need to keep my focus on the Lord's business. And what He wants me to do now is take care of this family.
Fussing aside, I think I'll do just that.
My problem is that I'll get focused on such boring stuff, like what supplies need to be fetched at the grocery and if I shake the clothes detergent bottle, will I find that there's enough in it to last the day? If I stare at the remaining roll of toilet paper long enough, will it grow in size? Can half a loaf of bread fill up the bellies of the six kids at home while everyone else is at work? Can we just have eggs for dinner?
The repetition of it (even with funds to buy everything) is a bit of a drag.
But then....now this really happens....then I think of how blessed I truly am to have one more day. Someone we used to know died in a helicopter crash this week, and I think it made the national news. A hospital/patient transport helicopter fell to the ground near Jackson, TN. We knew the pilot from *way back when*, and a nicer guy you'd never meet. He was only 58 and left 2 grown children and a peach of a wife. I know he was a believer and is dancing with the Lord as I type. Doesn't make it any easier to accept, though.
So I sit here and tell the dogs to get settled. The house sleeps and I'm grateful for wellness, and the ability to enjoy another sun-filled day. I'm thinking it's the little things I need to be looking at. Not the national news and the nonsense that goes on there. I need to keep my focus on the Lord's business. And what He wants me to do now is take care of this family.
Fussing aside, I think I'll do just that.
