I am trying, however, to enjoy some of the the darkness and quiet of the morning in the Word. Today I was reading about the different spirits that affect us, specifically the spirit of anger. I listened to an S.M. Davis sermon and then prayed for peace and freedom from impatience and irritation.
I once saw a cutely decorated wall plaque in a craft store that said
"God, please grant me patience. NOW!"
I thought it was funny. And sooo me.
I guess I needed lots of practice on that prayer request! Two of my children woke up with snot crusted noses and crunchy coughs. Mmm, my favorite! While cuddling one of the bugger noses I discovered wet pants. Yeah! Since my children like to sleep in random places, I sent out the search party for crime scene. Luckily it was her own bed. I got that all cleaned up, smile still intact.
Time for breakfast. Rummaging through the cupboard I discover the only thing we have left is granola. I have to run to the store later.
Uh, mom... We are out of milk.
Alright, let's scrape up and divide the rest of the yougurt.
Smash crunch. Someone knocked his newly filled bowl of granola with the last of the yogurt onto the floor.
On the carpet.
Thank goodness for dogs.
Speaking of which, feed the dog, please.
Crash. Oh no, mom. I spilled.
The entire storage bucket of dog food is empty and it's contents are now inside the cupboard and all over the floor. Nice.
It isn't quite 7 am.
Giggling is the Spirit of Peace, I am sure of it.
Right about then the school bus went by. Yes, it goes right through our little RV park. I yelled out excitedly with my smile beaming "hurry up, eat your breakfast, you are not even dressed, there are messes everywhere and you just missed the school bus!" Everyone laughed.
Really, it's no wonder people are half crazy. Who has time to get kids rushed out the door for school at the crack of dawn?
Thank God for homeschool. And for Peace.