Walking Home

It was one of those days.

We started our state mandated testing, and it was a typical Monday.  Except I got to see something in a new light.

I have to walk any students who walk home outside.  I have one little girl, who is precious.  Some days she walks home with her older brother.  But other days, like today, her father stands at the edge of the school property and waits.

As I am taller, I can spot him before her.  "There he is," I'll say, pointing.  She hugs me good-bye, and off she goes.

Nothing deters her on her sprint to her daddy.  Not her satchel, not the people in the way.  She is single minded in her purpose.  And her dad stands there and waits patiently, knowing she's missed him and will stop at nothing until she reaches him.

I wish that my relationship with my heavenly Father mimicked what I witness.  However, many days I'm tired, or whiny, or just plain busy.  I am not single minded about spending good quality time with my dad.

But like this little girl's dad, my heavenly Father waits patiently. 

Sunday's Coming

Yesterday was Good Friday.

And it was anything but that.  (No discussion presently about why it was.)

Which is why this sermon I've read and heard before is that much more powerful:

http://youtu.be/smpV-lQEiOY

Praise God that Sunday is coming!

Comparisions

For some reason-maybe it's the crazy weather, getting back into the routine, the fact we have state and national testing in less than a week, my infection that refuses to heal, my phone completely dying beyond my help and I haven't sent out my parent conferences for the spring yet-it's been a difficult last two days.  Which may explain why I've been the slighest bit more sensitive.  Which is why stuff (i.e. words) that normally would go through one ear and out the other have taken root deep in my heart and deep in my spirit.  They are sprouting there, and they are not words that need to be taking up residence.

I truly think after an inconclusive survey (okay talking with friends and random women wherever I happen to be) that all women compare themselves to others.  (If you need further proof, go read Tina Fey's chapter in Bossypants titled, "All Women Must Be Everything".)  And for the life of me, I can't recall one place in the Bible where God has compared one person to another.  He didn't ask David why he didn't part the Red Sea.  He didn't ask Lydia why she didn't give birth to the Savior.

But I do know that God has given me a task and a plan each day.  When I spend my time comparing  what others say (or do) that I do not, it wastes valuable time.  I am to take whatever God has given me and use it.  Not compare-God doesn't do it, so why should we?

 

This One's For The Procrastinators

It's important that you know a couple of things about me:

• I'm the eldest child.  Therefore, I burden myself with responsiblities that sometimes aren't even mine.
• I am responsible.  For me, getting to work at 6:30 a.m. instead of 6:00 or 6:15 a.m. (when we're required to be there at 7:15) is my idea of being late.
• I don't live beyond my means.  I have to be in a mood to go shopping, especially for clothes.  I'm not a big shoe shopper, but if I don't have a cute purse (that matches the season nonetheless), watchout!  You never know when you're going to be sick, need car repairs, going to lose a job, etc. so it's important to save your pennies.

All of the above illustrates I don't spend a dollar without thinking about it.  I go to work each day, do my tasks, and act like a responsible citizen.  Every now and then I may leave my desk cluttered, but that's the extent of my procrastinating.  I don't wait until the last minute to do something. 

Which is why I started looking at spring break destinations back in November.  I thought about going to Sanibel, but then saw the price.  Being the responsible woman I am, that was out.  I looked at South Padre, and it was half the price of Sanibel.  I mulled it over, then finally decided against it.  I love Texas, but just wasn't feeling it this spring break.

Cue


(If you've ever been to UK Basketball game, you know they have an enormous blue flag and pyramid they use during this song.  All of us UK fans honor this sacred moment by not recording it.  Seriously, you can't even find it on Youtube.  Try.)

So after UK whupped UNC in the Elite Eight, I had spring break plans. 

And even though Saturday's game didn't turn out quite the way we wanted (or Monday's-go Butler!), it was fun for once in my life to procrastinate and have something work out in my favor.

Now I just have to get my taxes complete before next Friday!  I think I hear the EZ form calling!