i'm learning that that is the best way to handle the busy-ness. its a busy time. we don't normally have weeks where there is a different something going every day. when i try and have it all together, all planned, all prepared, i'm learning to remember its pretty helpful to just pray up. like last night when we had to go out again. certain things had to be done before the morning. it had already been a long different day. i knew as i was buckling carseat buckles for close to the 20th time - their patience was thin, so was their endurance and mine seemed even thinner. pushing strollers, carrying bags, encouraging little ones to keep walking. making sure nothing drops from his hands, hoping we find what we're looking for quickly, realizing that if i don't want him 27 feet in front of me i need to hold his hand, which means pushing the stroller one-handed. knowing tomorrow we'd be doing most of it again. and some the next day, even the one after that too.
but 'praying up' helps. so does attitude and perspective.
i'm grateful he bought me a car with incredible air conditioning. and that we live far enough from town that by the time i've got everything done and everyone loaded up i've got time before i get where i'm going to cool off and 'pray up' for more strength. i'm grateful he brought a fresh towel into the shower for me. & even though he'd been up for hours before me, he stayed awake and listened to my day. i was glad for the sincerely cheerful cashier who was friendly to the kids.
i don't want to be self-reliant. i do want to be strong - remember where my strength is coming from. and continually asking for more.
'strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord, wait upon the Lord - we will wait upon the Lord . . .'
naps were missed yesterday, today they're pretty much a bust. school started, there is overtime at work. appointments and commitments to make and keep. they are all really good reminders to 'pray up for strength'.
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the really cool thing about God is the surprises He gives along with the strength. today it's wire money and a restaurant date for the family.
. . . . carseat buckles, anyone : )
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