I Did It My Way

It has been quite some time since I have added a new blog entry. I have been working on one that has turned into a bigger project than I originally anticipated, but that will save until God and I have worked it out. We have had 3 weeks of illness in our household, and given that I have been the one of the people sick, twice, it has put quite a damper on the usual routine and schedule.

Sunday morning I was feeling quite well, looking forward to a morning of fellowship and worship and an afternoon with my girls. My husband and son had a Cub Scout event, so I thought I'd take my girls out for a fun "girls day out".  Then we get to church - and the Lady Bug (child #5) starts complaining of a stomach ache. Before I knew it, I was hurrying her out of the middle of the service as she is throwing up across the front of the sanctuary, down the hall and on the bathroom floor.

Waking this morning, I was thinking of all that needs to be done - grocery shopping to fill empty shelves, books to be sold at a used book store, school work (as we haven't had a full week of school in almost a month), preparing for our garden etc... I was looking forward to getting out of the house and maybe even a stop at a playground. Before my feet even touched the floor, a child peaks her head around my door. "Mommy, my tummy hurts." 10 minutes later I am cleaning up the bedroom floor, helping her change clothes and tucking her back into bed.

It will be another day of being stuck in the house, which seems to be getting smaller by the hour. This is becoming very frustrating. My plans are being thwarted daily. I can't get done things that should have been done a month ago. I would love to be able to do one thing without someone crying. I have a ton of organizing I want to do in preparation of next school year's curriculum and supplies arriving. We are approaching  mid-may, and I have done nothing to get our garden started.




Then that still small voice whispers, "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts." (Isaiah 55:9 ESV)

God, this is not how I wanted to spend my spring, but this truly isn't my spring, is it? You have placed me in this place. You have blessed me with these children. You have entrusted me with their care, education and up bringing. You have given me this home. You have provided for every need and many wants. You have graced me with a godly and loving husband. This is not my life to live. It is the life granted to me to live for You. Make my will, Your will, and my thoughts, Your thoughts. You have much to teach me, grant me a heart willing to learn.

So instead of focusing on all my plans that are falling through, I will embrace God's plans for me this day and I will focus on the blessings I have been granted: the opportunity to stay home with my children, teach them and care for them, a strong sturdy roof over our heads, an amazing husband who loves me, flour, honey, oil and water to bake bread for lunch.....and Amazon Prime that will ship anything to my door step in 48 hours when I can't get out of the house.

For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven

and do not return there but water the earth,

making it bring forth and sprout,

giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater,

so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth;

it shall not return to me empty,

but it shall accomplish that which I purpose,

and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.  Isaiah 55: 10-11 ESV