I love my daily routine.
I love the predictable.
I love the assumed "eb and flow" of our full family life.
But then invariably there are the daily "hiccups" which present themselves.
Moments when I think to myself, "Lord, I'm being tested here. Help me to not disobey you during this little hiccup."
Hiccups for this week?
Thursday morning. . .I've taken my morning shower, dressed, combed the wet hair and trying to find my glasses.
Glasses, where are you???
I always put them on the vanity before entering the shower.
Finally, after five unsuccessful minutes of blurry searching (I honestly can only see a foot in front of me without my glasses) I yell for "the troops" to rally and find mommy's glasses. I have only walked from the bed to the bathroom this morning! Where could they be?
The boys put me through a battery of questions in hopes that I really didn't need my glasses . . .
"Can you see me here Mom?"
"How about now?"
"Wow, she really can't see!"
"She won't be able to drive!"
My reading glasses were found three times over and I needed to convince each excited rescuer that the reading glasses won't work and it was the glasses for seeing far away which were lost.
Definite hiccup and time of testing.
Finally, after fifteen minutes of searching, Z-man FOUND my glasses behind the bathroom door on a stack of towels. Why I put them there I have NO idea.
What was left was a disastrous mound of books and papers on my bed as my nightstand had been cleared out during the reckless search and rescue.
I guess the long overdue project of organizing my messy side of the bed would take place, TODAY.
Other hiccups? The home school sports club shirt to be worn each Thursday still has not been found. And a pile of clothes which still needs to be folded and organized on the shelves in this son's closet from the chaotic search and no recovery mission.
Another? Making quiche tonight only to realize I only have 1 cup of milk and need 4 1/2 cups. Fortunately, Mr. E. was able to pick up a gallon on his way home and we'll be eating dinner at 7:30 instead of 6:30.
Such is life.
All the daily hiccups are inevitable.
The only constant is my faith. My Lord, He will lead me through these daily challenges.
I like this quote from Beth Moore: "God's mercies have existed through all of eternity, yet Scripture tells us they are new every morning. A new day with all its fresh challenges gives an old practice of faith new life."
Yes, my faith has new life each day!
"Because of the Lord's faithful love we do not perish, for His mercies never end. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness! I say: The Lord is my portion, therefore I will put my hope in Him." Lamentations 3:22-24
May you rest well this Friday night. . .
So you'll be ready for tomorrow's hiccups and
for your old practice of faith to be given NEW LIFE.
And just because everything's more interesting with a picture. . .
Guess Little A needs a hair cut, huh?
Happy Friday night,