My husband's strawberry is wine is my favorite, so I set some out, wishing that I had some of the local dairy's garlic cheese to go with it.
For I need to relax.
Need to think over recent stresses that have attacked.
Need to write to think.
Need to sense peace and deliberateness.
Need to feel the calming breezes of our beautiful back yard.
Need to hear the insects chirping and birds joyfully calling.
Need to smell the freshness.
And need to think and pray and repent and renew and refresh.
As the school year approaches, I feel the call to panic, to remedy all the shortcomings of last year, to try to fix everything and teach everything and quickly mold everybody into who they should be. And it's not peaceful.
And often it's not loving.
And we stress out.
And everyone tries to remedy everyone else.
And I think I worship the thought of having a schedule and order so that everyone's sinfulness, bickering, etc. will cease.
I don't trust the Holy Spirit -
I trust the schedule...or the order...or the other books to inspire us to godliness...
I don't handle individual opportunities to lead the children to the Cross, to repentance, to forgiveness, to true love and fellowship because I'm waiting...thinking the new schedule will solve the "idle hands are the devil's workshop" problems.
And thus I sin. And I let old bad habits become further entrenched. And they are harder to break and replace.
So I kneel at the foot of the Cross. And I beg for forgiveness myself. And I ask for the help that I so desperately need.
And, yes, I build a schedule and I try to create order in our home and in our day. For these are good things, but they are not God.
And days that don't follow the schedule and are not orderly should not cause stress, nor the attitude that all is lost.
Days that are not full of...
respect for one another,
glorying in new ways of knowing who God is through our studies,
serving one another and others,
repentance for sin and forgiveness freely granted...
These are the days that should cause sorrow, repentance and cries for help to trust and obey.
And the heart rate slows and the blessings are counted and the mind is stilled and the day goes on...
Wishing you a day full of blessings.