A Freebie Kind of Day
I woke to another morning of snow and sleet. This is no surprise to a veteran North Country resident, especially when fall was virtually snow-free. I've learned that if you don't get it on one end, you can be sure to get it on the other. I must admit to all those who exalted last November at our good fortune in weather, "I told you so."
Still, the sun will come. Warmth will penetrate the earth, waking the dormant green fields, bringing transformation. Telltale buds will pop on boughs, promising shade in the heat of blazing sun. I may be tempted to keep my abundant gardens in place one more year. (I have thought often and seriously of giving away many plants and replacing my generous beds with sod. They are too much for me these days - is that age or a change of priorities? I prefer to be involved with community theater or missions. What can I say?)
I daily thank God for my youngest four children who are still home with me each day. Every day they are my best and finest purpose for those 24 hours. My husband depends on me in many ways for their ongoing establishment in His kingdom. What a responsibility! What a privilege! Each one is a treasure to be polished and prepared. There is nothing that pleases me more than to be with them, impart to them, and see them prosper in Him. I know that these are the days I will cherish always. And so I pray for wisdom to use each hour carefully. They do slip away so quickly.
Today is one of those "unslated" days - the calendar is open, apart from those perpetual lists that would hound us if we are not careful. I do have errands to run, but no one is needing me at a specific time. I can do groceries whenever, drop a daughter off for her duties anytime in the day, work on the script at 2:00pm or 2:00am - it matters not. True, the above mentioned treasures need me to function and homemaking demands will hem me in, but I don't mind that. On a free day, it is a favorite choice of activity. It has become a source of therapy. Once upon a time, preparing a meal was drudgery and laundry a chore. Now it is therapeutic. Amazing what God, time, and experience can do to a person. (Let me make something clear: I also still love to sit with a good book or even stoop to watching a great flick. They are also favorites!)
Whatever your day contains, "do all things heartily as unto the Lord." He will be most glorified that way!
Still, the sun will come. Warmth will penetrate the earth, waking the dormant green fields, bringing transformation. Telltale buds will pop on boughs, promising shade in the heat of blazing sun. I may be tempted to keep my abundant gardens in place one more year. (I have thought often and seriously of giving away many plants and replacing my generous beds with sod. They are too much for me these days - is that age or a change of priorities? I prefer to be involved with community theater or missions. What can I say?)
I daily thank God for my youngest four children who are still home with me each day. Every day they are my best and finest purpose for those 24 hours. My husband depends on me in many ways for their ongoing establishment in His kingdom. What a responsibility! What a privilege! Each one is a treasure to be polished and prepared. There is nothing that pleases me more than to be with them, impart to them, and see them prosper in Him. I know that these are the days I will cherish always. And so I pray for wisdom to use each hour carefully. They do slip away so quickly.
Today is one of those "unslated" days - the calendar is open, apart from those perpetual lists that would hound us if we are not careful. I do have errands to run, but no one is needing me at a specific time. I can do groceries whenever, drop a daughter off for her duties anytime in the day, work on the script at 2:00pm or 2:00am - it matters not. True, the above mentioned treasures need me to function and homemaking demands will hem me in, but I don't mind that. On a free day, it is a favorite choice of activity. It has become a source of therapy. Once upon a time, preparing a meal was drudgery and laundry a chore. Now it is therapeutic. Amazing what God, time, and experience can do to a person. (Let me make something clear: I also still love to sit with a good book or even stoop to watching a great flick. They are also favorites!)
Whatever your day contains, "do all things heartily as unto the Lord." He will be most glorified that way!
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*Edit (40 minutes later...)
My bubble has been burst - my day will need to be scheduled. Ah, yes, I live amongst others who need vehicles at certain times and need my presence at appointed hours.
Sigh.
Acknowlegdment: Even this is in His hand.
A glad heart is mine.
Smile.
"Do all things heartily as unto the Lord."
I think someone close to me recommended that scriptural exhortation for today. ;)
My bubble has been burst - my day will need to be scheduled. Ah, yes, I live amongst others who need vehicles at certain times and need my presence at appointed hours.
Sigh.
Acknowlegdment: Even this is in His hand.
A glad heart is mine.
Smile.
"Do all things heartily as unto the Lord."
I think someone close to me recommended that scriptural exhortation for today. ;)
posted by Darlene Sinclair at
7:03 AM
4 Comments:
I have to admit that I am not yet at the point where laundry is therapeutict! Especially with five boys who enjoy playing outside in the muddy spring weather! :-)
Judes
Don't turn those beds over before I have a chance to pilfer them. :)
As I have gone about planning and planting my garden here, I have kept size in mind. Both you and Ted had mentioned how all your gardens were taking much more time than you really wanted to give nowadays. That particular conversation really stuck with me as I keep things small easy to manage. While I want the beautiful blooms, I am will to take them in smaller quantity so I have time to pursue other interests.
I am having an unslated day by default - too tired to do much of anything due to last nights excursion. Ian and I working to finish up his room, hamburgers on the grill and dinner with everyone is just enough today.
I guess I was too tired to proof that comment before I hit publish. Oh well, you get the gist of it...
Hi Darlene!
Brietta and I were talking about the plantation baskets you got for her and Danica. Could you let me know how much you paid for them and possibly the information to contact them?
I appreciate it! Hope things are coming together for the play... hope to see you one of the nights!
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