I went walking early with my mom, then came home through the back door to find Mark loading the dishwasher for me before he left for work. I sat at the kitchen table and drank a glass of water and he asked me how I was, and then listened to me while he worked, and I told him of my weariness. He took time to pray for me before I saw him out the back door. Then I snuck into my room, trying to avoid all the creaky floorboards, closing our old door just so; so that it won't click noisily, hoping and praying everyone would stay sleeping so that I could begin this day quietly.
So here I sit on my bed, under the warmth of an electric blanket. A little bit ago I pulled out my journal and started telling God all about it: my weariness, how there are so many demands on me in a school week and I'm feeling a little pouty and slightly resentful, even, that I will run around today and this week meeting everyone else's needs but would really like someone to take care of ME. (Does anyone else ever feel that way? Maybe I'm just especially selfish. ;))
Even as I'm writing that prayer to God, I am thinking of this verse, which I then anchored to the page of my journal and to my mind for the day:
|from my journal pages this morning|
And I can see the ways He's already doing that today...
~He gave me the gift of going walking early with my mom: exercise and fresh air and adult conversation for a half-hour! (5406)
~Coming home to find Mark in the kitchen, loading the dishwasher. His kindness in loving me through practical service to me. He knows I like to begin my day with a clean kitchen, and he got up early-- sacrificing his own sleep-- to do so. (5407)
~Mark praying for me as he cleaned the kitchen (he told me when I came in he'd been praying for our day), and aloud, with me, before he left for work. (5408)
~Mark, who faithfully works hard to provide for our family. (5409)
~Passing Isaias on my way to my room, as he's heading outside to do his morning chores. So thankful for my kids and the work they do so faithfully around the house. (5410)
~This sweet time of quiet God just granted me-- a whole 40+ minutes of time to journal and pray and rest in the truth of His word while He kept the kids sleeping. (5411)
~The coziness of our home and my bed (and the warmth of the electric blanket!) (5412)
~His word, which is so precious to me. (5413)
~My chatty little Audra (6), who was the first to come into my room, snugging up beside me and talking, talking, talking, always talking. How I love her and how thankful I am for this girl, the gift that she is to me, the miracle of her. (5414)
Praying now that my eyes will continue to be open to see the goodness of God today; to see Him so richly and personally providing for my every need.
Blessing to you, sweet friends, on your day! May each of you see Him in his rich provision for you, too.