Today was a good day. We didn’t have to go anywhere but to the post office (and may or may not have gone by Sonic for milkshakes), and the kids didn’t even take off their pajamas for that. We got tons of school done and I got the laundry room cleaned out. Now I’m sitting here with Jason, the windows open so we can hear the storm outside.
I love days like this, but also feel a little anxious whenever I feel like I actually have it together. Anytime I do seem to have everything under control, a day or two later and it all goes to you-know-where. I’m constantly reminded that I’m not the one in control here, and I’m good with that.
Fear not, for I am with you;
be not dismayed, for I am your God;
I will strengthen you, I will help you,
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Something else I am currently feeling VERY anxious about: the kids have set up booby traps all around the house. I have knocked over 2 cups of water when opening different doors, and when I got into bed I sat on a small, clear lego that had been strategically placed. 😮 I still couldn’t get comfortable, then finally found a plastic cup hidden in my pillowcase. I’m not sure what else they have done…
Not sure what God’s plan is for this particular anxiety-causing fiasco, but I’m sure it’s something good?