It's quiet here, this morning, at the troops. Little Man slept right through the kids chaos this morning getting ready for and leaving for school. THAT doesn't happen often.
I'm blessed to have this quiet in my day. I know this. I'm not trying to homeschool while running a household and attempting to maintain some remnant of sanity. I only did that when I had six children seven and under! HA!
Wait. . . it might be too late to hold onto that sanity part.
One of my favorite hymns is "It is Well With my Soul". The Coach and I were married at Christmas and our wedding was full of Christmas music - "Joyful Joyful we Adore Thee", was the processional. But the one song that we wanted that wasn't Christmas music was "It is Well With my Soul."
"Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, it is WELL. . . it is WELL, with my soul."
Sometimes I'm lacking that peace on the outside. I may appear to have my act together or know where I'm headed, but truthfully, I'm drowning in the to-do list, the school calendar, the sports schedules, and the simple everyday LIFE of this busy, warm, laughter-filled house.
Being a mom is a dream come true for me. I love my job and I thank the Lord that I am able to do it.
Well. . . I am sort of able to do it. Some days I'm not sure that I've done the right things and left the right things undone. It's a constant struggle.
But even with all of the outward chaos, I have peace in my SOUL. I may not know what the future holds. How it's all going to work out. How we are going to pay for it, forheavenssake. I may not know how that costume will work out, or if I can find shoes for that homecoming dress. I may not know what I am fixing for dinner for 10, tonight, or if I'll be able to get those errands done today or next week. I may not know if that dentist appointment is going to take 10 minutes or 100. Or whether or not I'll be able to make it to all of the basketball games, or if I will chose to stay home with the younger children so we can have a normal bedtime in the evenings.
I DO NOT know how to make it all work. I used to think that if I just kept things organized, we could handle the busy schedule and the long list. That was when my kids were little. Now I'm fairly sure there isn't enough organization in the world.
But I know WHO holds it all.
So instead of wigging out and losing my mind and hyperventilating. . .
I'm going to trust Him. I'm going to tell Him. And I'm going to listen. I'm going to spend time in His Word, asking Him to show me what really matters, today.
And then I'm going to keep folding the laundry and washing the dishes and making the phone calls and paying the bills and . . .
Be grateful for this full, blessed life.
Oh! Look who is coming out of the bedroom with his blanket trailing behind!