Rain...seems to be a Monday pattern L
I am thinking:
of summer plans: pool, VBS, baseball, lake, mission trips, camps, sleep and absolutely no algebra.
I am thankful:
for a beautiful weekend full of baseball and friends and for the chance to give a big hug to a sweet girl who I have missed and whose smile shined as bright as the sun.
In the kitchen:
I can't do anything because my middle man woke up, said he didn't feel good and fell asleep on the couch nearby...no fever but asleep for 3 hours? What's going on?
I am wearing:
Running shorts, a Nike tank top and running shoes, but, I am a big fraud because there is no chance I’m running in this weather. (exactly the same as last week)
I am wondering:
about people who hate and what could have happened in their lives to make them so hateful. Not people who are annoyed, who dislike something/someone for a time, but who really are filled with hate over a sustained period of time...like years. I can't wrap my head around it and yet there are people who live their lives full of it. It must be exhausting and painful to live like that. It must be so very sad.
I am reading:
Finished The Paris Wife about Ernest Hemingway's first wife. Just about finished with Gift from the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh (I found it!).
I am hoping:
for grace and compassion and faith and courage for all those who find themselves starting over again and for a certain one of those to keep looking up...always up to the One whose love and forgiveness is infinite and sufficient for today and for everyday to come.
I am listening to:
The swish of a washing machine full of dirty baseball pants. (again, same as last week-how exciting are my Mondays?)
On my IPod:
Rise Up by Third Day
I am praying:
For a family in pain...for God to heal them and sustain them and bring them peace in the midst of brokenness and sorrow. For them to have faith and trust and to know that each of them is loved.
I am learning:
That I will never ever be on top of the laundry. Ever. Admitting that I am powerless over laundry is quite freeing.
A favorite quote for today:
“Certainty is the mark of the common sense life: gracious uncertainty is the mark of the spiritual life. To be certain of God means that we are uncertain in all of our ways, we do not know what a day may bring forth. This is generally said with a sigh of sadness; it should be rather an expression of breathless expectation. We are uncertain of the next step, but we are certain of God....Leave the whole thing to Him, it is gloriously uncertain how He will come in, but He will come.” – Oswald Chambers in My Utmost for His Highest
Verse for today:
(For my dear friend who I spoke to on the phone this morning. Take comfort. He is here always)
"For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord." Romans 8:38
One of my favorite things:
New rec specs and an RBI...must be nice to be able to see the ball!
Around the house:
Sick child, laundry, no new couch yet...
Hanging out with this one who isn't feeling too great, if he ever wakes up. Not a bad way to spend a day...look at that face.
A few plans for the rest of the week:
Mystery Reader for 1st graders. (Any book ideas anyone?) A weekend trip to Rehoboth Beach for a Memorial Day tournament.
Daybook idea from http://www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/
1 comment:
Yes! To be uncertain of what will happen but knowing God works ALL things for good for those who are the called (those who are His)! To me that equals expectant anticipation. It's the only way to live!
Aww, hope your little one feels better soon and that your upcoming tournament is a lot of fun.
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