Today was one of those days.
The little guy woke much too early. The first few hours were fine. Even the monthly meeting with my daughter's teacher went quite smoothly. It wasn't until we were doing our grocery shopping that the reality of the day began to set in.
The rest of our day continued in similar fashion.
My husband came home from work early. Poor guy walked in to the house with brownies burning. Music was playing in an attempt to help me refocus the thoughts of my mind. The 2 year old sat at the table crying because his graham cracker had broke.
I was in the middle of making lasagna with tomato sauce splattered on the stove, grated cheese on the floor and noodles boiling over.
I found myself whispering personal reminders that this time really does pass ever so quickly. I was desperately searching for confidence that this moment that seems to be lasting forever really is so very fleeting...
It was just one of those days.
The good news?
Tomorrow is a new day...
Lamentations 3:23b (NLT) "... His mercies begin afresh each morning."
Amen - His mercies ar fresh EVERY morning....not just some mornings!
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry it's been like that, Donnetta. Wish I could come behind you and wipe up the splatters and take the brownies out and give you a hug. May His mercies soothe your soul.
ReplyDeleteOh - I do remember those days. I was thinking as I was reading that although we have an empty, quiet nest here there are still days like that-they just come with different circumstances. I am thankful, with you, that we always have a new day to look forward to - filled with His mercy and grace.
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