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| Mom's sweet darlings courtesy photobucket |
T'was the night before Sunday
and all through the house the kids were screaming and running their mouth.
The overwhelming thought came
over me "I'm not going to be fit to go to the house of the Lord tomorrow."
After I forcefully got the
brats to bed and threatened them with violence if they didn't put away all that
electronic junk we had been coerced into buying them I flopped into my chair
and took a deep breath.
As I sat there I fumed for I
was "mad as heck" about how the day had gone.
The breakfast burned, kids
late for a school outing, a husband that can't do anything for himself just to
get my day off to a "good" start.
I had been overcharged at the
grocery store and I was sure she did it on purpose. The washer overflowed and I had to turn the
phone off which took from me my greatest pleasure which is negatively referred
to as gossip.
At last I was as alone as I
ever get. The husband had had his fill
of T.V. and went to bed; and scriptures I knew began to come to mind. Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord.
Why is it that this scripture is first
in line when I need something like "Husbands love your wives."
Then there is that one about
“Children are the heritage of the Lord.” As I try to fight of the notion of that bunch
are the sources of my misery, exhaustion takes over and calms me down. Just before retiring to bed I decided to check
my Email for the day was too full for me to do so.
Though I didn't say it I
thought, “Damn this spam, I must have thirty messages I don't want.” After deleting all the spam I had one message
left. It was from a friend who was in the same circumstance as I with all my
responsibilities.
After crying on my shoulder
for awhile she said she found a webpage that helped her get ready for church
especially on Saturday night. If she
waited to get ready on Sunday morning it was too late.
This Saturday night
preparation kept the Sunday crisis under control and she could get something
out of the service instead of having a knot in her stomach.
She then put the URL at the bottom of the page. As I argued that this wouldn't help my situation but I checked it out. While it didn't solve all my problems it put my feet on the path to overcoming the things that make my life miserable.
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