Do you ever wonder why things happen when they do? Why you meet certain people at certain times in your life? Why you sometimes flourish, and sometimes suffer? I do. I have often wonder why through bad choice after bad choice, I met the man who was to be my husband. Why after indiscretion after indiscretion, I was blessed with beautiful healthy children. Why my mistakes have been used to give me insight to encourage others instead of reaping horrendous consequences. It is amazing to me that the answer was always right in front of me, but I chose to look the other way. When I rejected him, he was protecting me. What seemed a series of good luck scenarios was actually a plan. I was never in control, I was just arrogant enough to believe I was. Thank goodness, thank God.
I am swirling in chaos! Our little remodeling projects, ie: painting the boys rooms, have resulted in a whirl of mess, mess, mess. My husband has been diligently painting walls, repurposing furniture, meanwhile all of the clothing, shoes, toys, junk, furniture we are no longer using, etc... is lining the hallways and rooms of my house! We have tried to engage the boys in this project, but it has somehow eluded them that they have any responsibility for putting the house back together, so it it a painful exercise of command and whine. Today, we must put it back, we cannot start the week in madness. So my day, is going to be interesting. They need to help, a lot. I need to figure out how to motivate them to help, without them feeling like they are being tortured. Wish me luck, at 10:30, video games, and NFL TV go off, and cleaning commences. I'd better have another cup of coffee, and pray for the next half hour, I'm gonna need it.
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