Monday, July 28, 2014

It is Monday

House phone is out

Business phone is working

Internet is too slow to send emails

Talk to phone/internet company for the second time in a week

My kid takes advantage of my inattention to make plaster molds
Gage with the plaster mold he made for his much-loved Dad

Neighbor kids show up

Neighbor kids are thirsty

There is no kool-aid

Because you drank it all last week, that's why


There is sweet tea with caffeine (hehe)

I have the beginnings of a summer cold

I am slowly losing my voice 

My kid and neighbors kids are hungry

Cook french fries

Stoves catches on fire because I am clumsy and spill oil

Hunt for fire extinguisher while flames ruin good pan lid

Wow, what a big fire - yes, I know, everyone go outside - Now!


Destroy cooked food with extinguisher foam

Three kids run around with their shirts over their noses

The smoke alarm works like it should


Cut up more potatoes

Cut off end of my finger with the chopper

Clean up and bandage and start over

End up with edible french fries

Find out all kids have eaten pop tarts and aren't really hungry anymore

Start to clean up kitchen

No, we are not going to print out pictures of Mustang cars today

Because the internet won't work, that's why


Get the dog out of the house, now 

Yes, you can take the saddle off of the horse and put it on the camel 

If I hear cap guns one more time everyone is headed for major discipline

All the tea is gone

Finally close all the doors and windows because the smoke has cleared

Realize I have eaten all the french fries because I was stressed

Neighbor kids are going home

My kid begs them to stay

Sit down long enough to hold my head

My finger is cut way worse than I realized

The house looks like a bomb has gone off right in the middle

There is a sleeve of stepped-on saltine crackers on the floor

Started to clean toilet with blue cleaner and got distracted 

Why is the toilet water green - never mind, just flush it

There are no clean towels

But the dryer does contain clean underwear

Break out into weird dance that only other moms can understand

I don't remember my real name 

The only sound I answer to is 'Mom' and 'Aunt'

Trying to remember a college class that makes me act that way

Think that conditioning process came from a guy named Pavlov who had a dog...wonder if he had a kid?

But I do have the presence of mind to remember that it is Monday and the rest of the week is ahead

My kid declares he sure has had a fun day

Can't really say it's been fun, but I sure have had a day

And the best I can figure out - this is the kind of day I am supposed to find joyous

And joyous it is; because under all the rubble called life, I am redeemed 

And that is the most wonderful thing of all   

My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations...
James 1:2 KJV




 











Saturday, July 12, 2014

Wearing the Crown...

James 1:12
Blessed is the man that endureth temptation: for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, which the Lord hath promised to them that love him.
1 Peter 5:4
And when the chief Shepherd shall appear, ye shall receive a crown of glory that fadeth not away.

Always Wear Your Invisible Crown.

 I was shopping (something I don't do very often) and saw this quote on a sign, and it has remained in my memory since.

Sometimes I have to remind myself of my redeeming qualities. Everyday life and the stresses that come with it can sometimes be a drag to my self-esteem. I get tired. I get weary. I get frustrated. I get grouchy. I want to go hide for just a little while.

And I forget that I am working in exchange for my crown. I am the queen of my humble family abode. I am the wife of a tough, marshmallow-hearted man. I am the mother of the most precious boy I've ever known.
Most importantly, I am a child of God. I am working toward my heavenly crown; but while I am here, God has given me a mortal crown. I am important. I am unique. There is only one of me, and I will remind myself to put on my crown each morning. 

My problems arise when my crown becomes precariously unbalanced. When it slips down over my eyes so that my sight grows too dim to see my blessings, I will reach up and adjust it.

When it falls down over an ear so that I don't take the time to listen, I want to take the time to put it back in it's place.


I have Salvation.
I have a man who loves me. 

I have a little boy who calls me "Mom" (about 200 times a day). 
I know many little people who call me "Aunt Glenda". 
I have Friday mornings to spend with my sister.
I have sweet family and friends who are always there for me.

And all these reasons are more than enough to make me hold my head up high enough to wear a crown.