I woke this morning to thunder clouds, lightening strikes and rain that sounded so much like hail, I had to look outside to make sure it wasn't. My morning started off with the view of gloominess, dark skies, wet air, and thick clouds that filled the earth around us. I woke this morning feeling grateful and relieved that the gardens were being watered, my new plants (that I just planted, in July (who does that)) were getting watered and I wasn't the one doing it. I love gardening, flowers make me feel calm and mornings in the yard working with them, transplanting, splitting, taking cuttings helps me to relax like nothing else seems to do. I think my thoughts, pray out loud and imagine how my yard will look one day. Vegetable gardening is new to me and although it isn't as relaxing or enjoyable, I am beginning to love it in a whole new way. I am learning each year and realizing that a dead plant isn't always the results of the sower but sometimes the result of the plant.
So I woke this morning knowing that the water hose wasn't going to have to be dragged around and the sprinklers weren't going to have to be moved at different intervals throughout the day. A morning off because the outside world was getting a bath. Feeling relieved because a week of VBS was going on and often leaving home each morning creates a little chaos in our life, simple seems to be much easier for my family to handle and mornings at home help our day go smoother. So one less thing to do on this morning was sure to be the beginning of a great day.
This feeling of joy carried me through quite time and dressing for the day, I was soaring when I prepared breakfast, turned on lights and greeted kids with "good morning." I checked emails and changed diapers, thinking about how I would have time for other things this morning.
I have this image of how things should be, kids eating well-balanced meals happily, trees growing, house clean, chickens thriving, clean, well balanced children who love each other, and an exercised momma. These things happening make me happy, they make my pride feel good when I accomplish them, they focus on me. When they don't happen, then I have to focus on Jesus, I have to rely on Him to run our home, I have to put myself and my family in His hands and let Him guide us. I have to take my eyes off myself and my goals and look at where God is taking us and what He is doing through us.
In Php1:6, Paul writes, "He who has begun a good work in you..."
A good work even when I can't see it, certainly when it is a day full of hectic confusion and wondering, non-stop discipline, constant praying and having to turn my focus away from it all and onto my Lord.