shifting gears

Oct 30, 2010

Life keeps throwing us curve balls.

The curve balls this week:

Annesley threw up all night long. This will most likely alter my cleaning plans for today…dramatically alter.

Fisher threw up at our Wednesday classes. Just once. Then he laid on the grass till it was time to go home and seemed just fine after that.

Richard went in to work at 3:30 a few days ago. Saturday he got home from work at 2 a.m.

His computer battery dies the minute it is unplugged from the wall causing all sorts of mishap.

This morning when he went out to drive off to work, his car wouldn’t shift into gear.


What does it mean?

Well, today it means, no car for us. For him it means, a long night of mechanic work trying to figure out what is wrong. It also means, the long awaited shelf in the garage is not going to be built tonight, which means I won’t be able to get all the totes of clothes out of my house, which means my vision of my house possibilities need to shift gears, which means I have no hope of having a spotlessly clean and organized home for my guests to stay in next week, which means I will try hard to put a smile on my face and welcome them in and hope my heartfelt thanks for their presence in my life is enough to help them look past the bins of clothing.

I hope it doesn’t mean that we are now a one-car family with a husband that is gone 80 hours a week. I hope it doesn’t mean he loses his mind over this. I hope it doesn’t mean…well, actually, I can’t put out there what I hope it doesn’t mean. I don’t know what it means and getting all worked up about it isn’t going to do me a bit of good when I need to focus on laundry and dishes and bathrooms and the final stages of the great bedroom rearrangement project.

On the flip side, yesterday a friend at gym asked if I knew anyone who wanted a mini-tramp with a handle.

“YES!!!” I screamed.

You see, I have been searching DI for months for one – you know, for the lymphatic systems benefits.

Five minutes later, I was the proud owner of a mini-tramp.

Thanks, Becca!

Proverbs 3:5-6

Trust in the LORD with all thine heart;
and lean not unto thine own understanding.
In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.

I need to chant this scripture all day long. I need to keep my faith. I need to trust.

Sometimes it is just so hard to do it.

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  1. Anne

    OHH my goodness!

  2. We have a saying at our house that goes with that scripture: Some blessings are harder than others.

    I hope your week gets a little easier… what about using the older kids to put the shelf up, or maybe a home teacher? Sometimes, there’s *one* small burden that, if it is able to be borne or shored up a bit by someone else, becomes a catalyst for a whole cascade of blessings!

    Vehicular prayers headed your way, too. :)