Blah.

I'm not sure whether it is the lack of sleep, or the fact that I'm getting so large that I can't get around very easily anymore, or maybe it is that I have caught myself in the same old trap of worrying about the same old worries.  Maybe it is that I feel like I haven't talked to Erik in over a week ~ just passing each other in our busyness, and he is my steady, my balance.  I need him. Or, maybe, just maybe it is that I have been eating too much sugar!  That always makes me feel all yucky! Or, maybe it is all the things that I know I need to be doing but feel paralyzed to be able to get to them!!

Whatever it is, I've got the blahs.

And, I know the cure for them, but I'm feeling a bit weak at present!

The cure. . .

Rejoice in the Lord, always, I will say it again. . . Rejoice!  Let your gentleness be evident to all (especially those closest to you).  The Lord is near.  (He is close, whispering in my ear, leaning over my shoulder, walking hand in hand with me throughout my day. The gentleness should be a byproduct of his ever present presence, right?) Do not be anxious about anything (not money, not chaos, not the fact that you. are. not. perfect., not your children's education, nor the fact that your children are. not. perfect.) but in everything by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving (counting the gifts, the amazing immeasurable, simple, full of life, gifts) present your requests to God (lay them at His feet and leave them there). And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus (the guard that keeps the peace in and keeps the blahs out!).

Lord, fill me with the energy and perseverance to seek Your face!!!

You are good...

Sweet boys immersed in movie...
Butter beans boiling...
Little boy feeling so much better, playing one handed basketball...
Mr. Cole's beautiful daffodils smiling at me...
Springy warm weather and sunshine on strawberry blond heads...
Snotty, slobbery wet two year old kisses...
A body able to cook, clean, straighten, launder, teach, hold, and work the home...
A God Who meets me where I am and loves me even here in my selfishness and pride...