If you yet didn't know, I LOVE Wednesdays. My routine allows this day to be the day I do absolutely everything I like minus home schooling my children. This midweek breather is what I look forward to, and I find myself all refreshed to tackle the next couple of days. I haven't posted in a while, but I thought I post something about today for a change. It maybe a bit scattered, but here's what I did today.
- Went to Ladies' Bible Study
- Met with my tax lady - I love her for figuring out everything for me.
- Talked with my friend via Skype
- Typed up a seriously long email to a gal who's seeking God
- Typed up another email, but to a person whose blog I've been tremendously enjoying (*gulp*)
- Took pictures at the graveyard that I've been meaning to for SO long...
- Volunteered at the Organic Farm
- Visited a new born calf
- Sang at the worship practice and choir
- the best part... I had dinner and I didn't have to cook it!
I love cooking, but when you do it so often day in and day out, I sure appreciate the done dinner to come home to. What a wonderful hubby he is to come home, let his wife meander around while he is fully willing to feed and put the kids to bed. God is good.
Another best part that I didn't list was that I had a reply in my inbox from the girl I've email out of the blue. It is something that I do from time to time. A thought pops into my head, and before I get a chance to be really scared about it I just go ahead and do it. After I clicked the "send" button, though, it did cross my mind that she may get totally weirded out. I had several messages in the inbox when I got back, but I left hers 'til last. To my pleasant surprise, she was glad to receive my email. phew! I'm so glad for my blessed ignorance in times like these.
People have said to me before how relaxed I am with how I raise my children, but I am always honest to reply something like this: NO, it is more like I cannot imagine the numerous possible awful outcomes, so I just don't worry about them. Though it usually occurs to me after they're safely in my arms what my kids could have gone through, really, they're looked after the Person who loves them even more than I do and I do pray for them, so why shouldn't I trust Him? This is of course not to say that I never worry, but I do try not to overload my poor noggin more than I need to. So worrying is something I've been learning to forfeit.
Anyway, looking at all those Easter Lilies abloom in the graveyard, made me think of the resurrection day. What an awesome place to be raised. This Easter I realized for the first time that many dead people were raised and walked around Jerusalem when the earthquake happened at the Cross. Without trying to be morbid (and if you'd ever seen a Japanese grave yard, you'll know that the grave yards here are way too cheerful in comparison), I envisioned those people coming alive in that setting. It was beautiful. I also thought of the resurrected new body we'll have. I think I read somewhere that said it is like trying to envision a flower by just looking at the seed. Oh, I do look forward to a body that doesn't betray us!
1 comment:
I'm so glad you took the time to write. I think those times when we follow our urgings can turn out to be the best blessings.
I watched this woman across the waiting room at speech therapy for several months before I got up the nerve to talk to her - she always seemed so busy with her boys. When I finally did, she has turned into one of my best friends, we both homeschool, have a boat load of kids and enjoy so many of the same things.
I look forward to reading your musings :)
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