Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Equipped for Life

Two of my favorite things: cupcakes and friends.

Dad's 73 years young!  Boston Creme Pie is his favorite way to celebrate another year.

This was my first time seeing Wicked, and it was wickedly delightful.

Watching Connor race around the track brought a smile to my face!

Seventeen years of marriage flashed by in a blink.  Grateful to still call this one my favorite.

Chris's whole family came together to celebrate his nephew's college graduation.

The boys treasured having Grandma and Grandpa visit from North Carolina.

A few family photos from the weekend....more to come.

I'm a morning person.  Before the sun peeks over the horizon, I'm shuffling around the house.  In those early hours, before my children rise out of bed, I either run with friends, knock items off my to-do list, or simply relish in the stillness of the house.

Mornings feel like a fresh start.  They provide opportunities to eradicate the mistakes from the day before.  Mornings offer a crisp opportunity for perfection.

"Today I will not speak harshly to my kids.  I will remember teacher appreciation day.  I will whip up a fabulous meal.  I will smile at my husband.  I will call that friend in need," I vow to myself.  Within an hour, the day unravels, and I'm left defeated and craving the fresh start of the next morning.

Einstein said the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting different results.

Perhaps I struggle with insanity.

Last night, I tucked the boys into bed.  I pulled a copy of the "Jesus Calling" off the floor and flipped to the day's devotion.

"Do not long for the absence of problems in your life," the author wrote.  "This is an unrealistic goal in your life, since in this world you will have trouble."

She continued, "Begin each day anticipating problems, asking Me to equip you for whatever difficulties you will encounter."

A lightbulb moment. 

Why do I enter everyday hoping for the absence of problems?  Problems should be expected throughout the day.  Rather than spending my mornings dreaming about a problem-free day, I should focus on equipping myself to deal with the hiccups and struggles to come.

This morning, over my breakfast cereal, I prayed, "Lord, please equip me for the day."

The boys awoke minutes later.  The moody teen sauntered over to the breakfast table.  The habitually late pre-teen hibernated in bed.  The youngest spilled milk upon the kitchen counter.  The dog chewed on a tennis shoe.

Problems came within minutes of daylight, but I was equipped and ready to face a messy day with an ounce more grace.

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