Kids are getting tucked into bed. Prayers said and kisses made. The last thing we do as a family is say a blessing of the day. The typical repeated responses are "seeing our friends", "daddy coming home early", "spending the day as a family". So hubby and I had to chuckle when Nickolas` response was an over exhausted "I'm just happy we survived through this day!" Hubby then adds "Buddy we didn't just survive, we THRIVED."
Have you ever had one of those days....
12 hours earlier.....
One child so exhausted that he sleeps until 10:00. Usually that is a Hallelujah day but today is a church day. Get him up and moving and the other child gets tummy sick. No church for us.
The next two hours is a frustration of dog tearing up stuffed animals, cat leaving me a gigantic hairball as a gift, and if I have to sweep this floor one more time. It felt impossible to find one second of alone time. Then I become rattled as to why in the deepest muck of mess hubby is nowhere to be found. Ah men!!!! I find him hiding in garage looking for a tool. A tool. My hubby!!!! To which he says "I am really busy can you put a pizza in the oven since I am busy doing stuff?" 1..2..3..BREATHE. Pizza goes in oven.
Twenty minutes later after cleaning up something else I realize I probably burnt the pizza since hubby hasn't checked on it since he clearly can't find ANY tool in the whole garage!!!! 1..2..3..BREATHE
Ah no burnt pizza. In fact no cooked pizza. Just a cold pizza sitting in an oven that clearly isn't working.
****Truth moment****
A few months ago I would have not despaired about this. Not because we would have had the money but simply I would have in under a minute developed a deceiving plan on how I would have stolen enough money to buy a new one. With the deepest desire to not stress hubby out I would have convinced him how I had extra money in a savings account that I was saving for a rainy day. Heck I probably would have gone online and already purchased a new one before I dare leave him to have to deal with another bump in our life. First real anxiety attack came on hard.
Thankfully I couldn't do the above mentioned today. All I have left is a small balance in a checking account, an addiction that thankfully God took away the resources to feed it, and my truth. 1..2..3..BREATHE
I enter the garage to find hubby (yes still looking for something) and I don't see the man who was annoying me a few minutes earlier but I see the man who has worked so hard in keeping us a float and worked so hard at forgiving me. "Um babe about that pizza. First just remember God is in control and there isn't nothing we can't handle." (Was that really for him or me?) I tell him about the oven to which he says "ok I will check on it in a sec after I find something. Can I have a sandwich instead?"
Wait what????!!!!! Maybe the fumes in the garage made him delirious. Or this is a tool made of diamonds that will answer all our prayers. Or he is so hungry he can't think straight.
Or maybe the problem is and always has been me. I assumed hubby was the one who would be on his knees right know thrashing his fists in the air screaming "not again God." Theatrical? Yes. Did I really believe he would? Sadly yes. Maybe all these years not only did I doubt God but I also didn't believe in hubby. I never truly gave him the opportunity to fulfill his role in this family.
3 hours later included a quick Google search, a hardware visit, a $15 purchase, a wife believing no way can this work, a fight about if you could still cook the pizza on the grill, and a perfectly working stove. God is good!!!
So yeah this family thrived. We made it through another ordinary day like everyone else in this world. Some of us face small hills with the courage of a mouse. ****cough cough ME**** While there are others facing mountains with the courage of a lion.
It was a victory for me no matter how insignificant it seems. At the end of every choice you are still left with God working it out. You can choose to let Him be in charge from the very beginning or eventually waiving the white flag in the end when you surrender it all.
This family didn't just make it through today. We loved. We believed. We thrived.
Have you ever had one of those days....
12 hours earlier.....
One child so exhausted that he sleeps until 10:00. Usually that is a Hallelujah day but today is a church day. Get him up and moving and the other child gets tummy sick. No church for us.
The next two hours is a frustration of dog tearing up stuffed animals, cat leaving me a gigantic hairball as a gift, and if I have to sweep this floor one more time. It felt impossible to find one second of alone time. Then I become rattled as to why in the deepest muck of mess hubby is nowhere to be found. Ah men!!!! I find him hiding in garage looking for a tool. A tool. My hubby!!!! To which he says "I am really busy can you put a pizza in the oven since I am busy doing stuff?" 1..2..3..BREATHE. Pizza goes in oven.
Twenty minutes later after cleaning up something else I realize I probably burnt the pizza since hubby hasn't checked on it since he clearly can't find ANY tool in the whole garage!!!! 1..2..3..BREATHE
Ah no burnt pizza. In fact no cooked pizza. Just a cold pizza sitting in an oven that clearly isn't working.
****Truth moment****
A few months ago I would have not despaired about this. Not because we would have had the money but simply I would have in under a minute developed a deceiving plan on how I would have stolen enough money to buy a new one. With the deepest desire to not stress hubby out I would have convinced him how I had extra money in a savings account that I was saving for a rainy day. Heck I probably would have gone online and already purchased a new one before I dare leave him to have to deal with another bump in our life. First real anxiety attack came on hard.
Thankfully I couldn't do the above mentioned today. All I have left is a small balance in a checking account, an addiction that thankfully God took away the resources to feed it, and my truth. 1..2..3..BREATHE
I enter the garage to find hubby (yes still looking for something) and I don't see the man who was annoying me a few minutes earlier but I see the man who has worked so hard in keeping us a float and worked so hard at forgiving me. "Um babe about that pizza. First just remember God is in control and there isn't nothing we can't handle." (Was that really for him or me?) I tell him about the oven to which he says "ok I will check on it in a sec after I find something. Can I have a sandwich instead?"
Wait what????!!!!! Maybe the fumes in the garage made him delirious. Or this is a tool made of diamonds that will answer all our prayers. Or he is so hungry he can't think straight.
Or maybe the problem is and always has been me. I assumed hubby was the one who would be on his knees right know thrashing his fists in the air screaming "not again God." Theatrical? Yes. Did I really believe he would? Sadly yes. Maybe all these years not only did I doubt God but I also didn't believe in hubby. I never truly gave him the opportunity to fulfill his role in this family.
3 hours later included a quick Google search, a hardware visit, a $15 purchase, a wife believing no way can this work, a fight about if you could still cook the pizza on the grill, and a perfectly working stove. God is good!!!
So yeah this family thrived. We made it through another ordinary day like everyone else in this world. Some of us face small hills with the courage of a mouse. ****cough cough ME**** While there are others facing mountains with the courage of a lion.
It was a victory for me no matter how insignificant it seems. At the end of every choice you are still left with God working it out. You can choose to let Him be in charge from the very beginning or eventually waiving the white flag in the end when you surrender it all.
This family didn't just make it through today. We loved. We believed. We thrived.
With endless love,
Kristie
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