What a beautiful day it was today. The sun was shining and I didn’t have to wear a jacket. That is fairly unusual for the North West of England at the back end of March. I think?
The day didn’t start very joyful. Being on lock down seemed to have gotten to everyone in our household today. My son was growling at his laptop as it kept buffering; not ideal when you have almost completed a home school task and it didn’t save your work. My husband was growling at my son for growling at his laptop. I was growling at my husband for growling at my son… well, you get the picture.
My heart started sinking the minute I walked into the kitchen to make my first cup of coffee. I miss my normal routine; dropping the kids off at school and coming home to a quiet house. Getting my Bible out, putting some worship music on and having the space and time to talk to the Lord. Time to focus on my writing, even if just for a half an hour. It was my half an hour.
Where most people are finding themselves in isolation, I seem to have lost mine. Ha! I look forward to a little bit of isolation once the kids go back to school. I keep hearing people talk on social media posts, about all the projects they are going to do now that they have to stay at home. Seriously? Where do you get the time?
When I did my chores and projects during a “normal” day, I could organise them in the order I wanted to. I could do them without any interruptions. Writing a piece of anything without having to stop the flow of thought, now seems like such a beautiful, precious gift. One I will never take for granted again. Ha! Needless to say, I started feeling a little sorry for myself.
If they discover an antidote for the corona virus, I would be delighted. But today, I just needed an antidote for frustration. I found myself ruminating on everything that was wrong with the world. That is never a good destination to move towards.
“A cheerful heart is good medicine,
but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”
Proverbs 17:22 NIV
In this time of uncertainty we are finding ourselves in, I am vigilant about the kind of thoughts I allow to take root in my mind. I cannot afford to engage with anything that is not true, honorable, pure or of good report. This is challenging when bad news is broadcast twenty-four-seven.
So, today I decided to kick frustration out of the house. I sat with my son and told him that it’s OK to be frustrated with the bandwidth. I gave him some time off; I am the headteacher after all. My husband and I took a nice, long stroll in the beautiful sunshine and we admired the beauty of the neighborhood we get to live in. I jumped on the trampoline with my daughter. I sat in the garden and read a few pages of an inspiring book. I cooked a beautiful dinner. We made a fire and roasted marshmallows.
Not every day will go to plan. Some days will go better than you plan. Better than you can ever hope for, dream or imagine.
Today was a beautiful day.
I am so grateful to God for the wonderful people in my life. I don’t have to take care of them; I get to love them and look after them. In fact, this is the most important work that I am called to. There is no project on the planet more important than this one.
Today, I pray that you will be able to shut your eyes to the crazy world around you and open them to the blessings that are all around you. May you discover new dimensions of the love of God as you see the beauty He has blessed you with. God loves you; His plans for you are good, no matter what is happening in the world. You can rest in the knowledge that He is still working all things together for your good.
Today, I hear the Father whisper: “Precious Child. There is a wonderful future and wild adventures awaiting you. Greater things are yet to come. Find me in the days of waiting. I can be found; even in the places where you don’t usually look for me. Even where the path diverts from your the one you normally take. I am waiting there too, Love. For I am with you. Always.” ❤