Without God, we are all helpless

Helpless on our own

Yesterday was a bit rough around our house. It started as a great day. Brad was off due to the Martin Luther King, Jr. holiday, and we had fun things planned – a birthday lunch, some errands, and just spending time together, (imagine ~ a conversation without kids…). It was going to be so wonderful and relaxing!

But first, the driveway needed to be shoveled.

I heard him call my name from outside. Instantly, alarm bells went off in my head. I ‘ran’ as fast as I could to the door and looked out to see him lying at the bottom of our sloped driveway.

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Who determines this answer - The World or God?

I should be…

Should?

So many times I think I would like to be the creative type. You know this person. The one who can MacGyver a piece of twine, a few berries, and a candle into the most beautiful holiday tablescape you can imagine. Sometimes I can pull something off, but let’s just say I’ll never have my own Etsy shop…

Yet, every time I see a post about someone’s craft store or a new little creation that somebody made, I feel this pull. Like, I should be able to do that, right? Or, maybe if I worked a lot harder I could get that skill?

When I was younger, I would have said, ‘Absolutely!’ But, now that I am a little older, (and hopefully a bit wiser), I now realize that I don’t think that’s how God made me.

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How To Have a Productive Day

productive

I would love to have a productive day – Every Single Day.

But, there are days when I literally feel like my feet are walking through quicksand.  For some reason, everything takes way longer than usual.  And, I can never seem to get anything done.  On those days, I always run out of time.

How can I be in slow motion, but time seems to somehow speed up?

Days like those are super frustrating to me.

So, when my mom ended her goodbye with the word, Productive, unbeknownst to her, a gauntlet was thrown…

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Hello? Are you hearing me?!?

I heard the words as they were coming out of my mouth… how couldn’t they?

                   Would you please fold up the blankets?

                   Please fold the blankets and put them on the couch…

                   Have you folded the blankets? Please take care of them!

This was my evening.


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