As the name of my blog indicates, I spend a lot of time thinking about home. Of course, my Heavenly Home is the one that is eternal, so that’s where I need to lay up my treasures, and that’s the one I’m striving for. But in the meantime, I have been given this tiny piece of the here-and-now—this home on the edge of town, this family, this neighborhood—in which to serve Him. And, though this is in the earthly realm, I want the things that happen here to be investments in the Heavenly realm.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Multiple weeks of busy-ness and coming-and-going is quite a stretch for me, an avowed homebody. But that is what this season has held.
On my way to take Kati to her first driver's ed class a couple of weeks ago, all I could think of was ten days, twice a day, back and forth, blah. And that was on top of an already busy schedule filled with activities above and beyond the normal daily and weekly stuff. And I'm afraid that I was whining. So I checked myself (or perhaps it was the Holy Spirit who was checking me) and I said to the girls, "Well, this is something that we have to do, whether we like it or not. So we [insert: I should have said "I" instead of "we"] might as well stop complaining about it and make the best of it and ask the Lord to direct our steps."
I'd like to say that I didn't complain any more, but that would not be true. I did, however, make an effort and He did direct our steps. And the girls are so looking forward to celebrating summer tomorrow morning by not setting their alarm clocks.