I feel like maybe I’ve fallen off the face of the world. I’m positive my friends feel the same. The deal is, my world has suddenly had to get very small. And that’s ok right now.
I am almost finished
with 9th grade and let me tell you, the first time around it was not this hard helping Berndette finish her 9th grade year. Helping my other children finish up 1st, 3rd, 5th and 7th grade. Leo has decided he’s only happy when he’s outside. I’m crocheting a blanket for Chris. (My first blanket and it needs to cover a six foot tall man.) I am working to help prepare three of my children to receive the Sacrament of Confirmation. Soccer season for six children is wrapping up. First Communion is Sunday. Maximilian turns five the end of the month and is needing some extra attention and Lucy the dog is chewing up everything…including library books, the outside of the house, anything she can sneak in the garage to quickly grab, gardening twine for the vegetables to vine up, the garden…We got the bill in from when I had to rush Maximilian into the ER for a breathing treatment when he was struggling with croup. Bernadette got a summer job as a nanny and my three oldest leave for a one week summer camp (we have never gone to camp…or anywhere apart from each other for so long all at once) in one month. Veronica and our friend-neighbor are sewing Bridget’s First Communion dress and then Anna’s Confirmation dress. I need to buy Luke a suit for Confirmation.
There are times I don’t know which way to turn right now. But there’s grace in all these moments
of mayhem. And part of the grace is being able to find it, you know. There are a couple of things that are trying to keep me grace-full: daily reading of the Scriptures, intense prayer, and reading 40 Days to a Joy-Filled Life: Living the 48 Principle, backing away from the computer for this season.
A moment of grace is how you decide to view your present circumstances.
trying choosing to see the grace in that ridiculuosly comical list above. I am trying choosing to find grace in God’s will, Chris’ will, seven other people’s will. Because if I focused on my will right now, I’d be a walking-talking-whining-complaining-frustrated-unhappy chocolate mess. And that’s not grace-full.
Share your Moments of Grace ladies. I’d love to see how you see God working in your life.