Whew. I am worn out...but its a good worn out.
I finally got signed up for Liberty University and I'm officially going after a Bachelor's Degree in Religion Science and I have a shiny new Macbook to study on. Ok...play on. But I'm going to be studying on it. I named it Edward. *clears her throat* Other than that...I've been working. A lot. I probably already wrote about this but I'm too tired to go reread my last post. It looked long. I love my job, I can't remember the last time I was this happy and felt like I was doing something worth while. My babies are great and I can safely bet I've taken hundreds of pictures.
The last three or four weeks have been kinda crazy. It feels like its just been one long week but its moved really fast as well. Hard to explain, hard to understand, I know, but still...there it is. My Bible, prayer and worship time has been slim to none and I was in the nursery at church two weeks in a row so I'm kind of running on fumes here and I've been missing my time with God like a fish out of water. ...I think I miss used that analogy but oh well, it describes what I'm feeling really well. I was too busy to read my Bible at work like I usually do lately and when I got home I was too tired to concentrate and give it my whole heart so I usually just went to bed. Crazy, crazy, crazy...
Matthew West sings a song and that says, "Stop the world, I want to spend some time with you." Singing about how distractions come along and life gets a little nuts and we get to a point where all we can think is, "When did I stop spending time with You?" I listened to that song all day Tuesday and prayed my heart out. "God I miss you. I can't seem to find a window for us though...I'm too tired to fight for it...Help me fight my way to you. Save me from my schedule!" Heh...Yeah, sounds cheesy but I'm about to show you proof of God's faithfulness.
Wednesdays are my long days. I go into work at 8:30 and don't usually get back home till 8:30...unless I go to Bible study at a friend's house...then I don't get home till 10 or 11. Yeah. Thats PM, people. That is a really long day. Well, I set my alarm clock for 6:30 that morning so I could get up, get showered, eat breakfast and not have to rush to work....My alarm clock decided it didn't want to wake up at 6:30 and my mother woke me up at 7:30...I was rushing around like a chicken with my head cut off and took a quick shower, got dressed, dried my hair and by that time I didn't have time toe at breakfast. I was really tense and stressed because I hate being late. Especially since I'm helping take care of 6 infants. 8:30 to 9:30 is rush hour for feeding and laying down to nap...
Well, I got to work and Jane, the lady I co-care with tells me one of the mothers over bought at Bojangles and left some hashrounds for whoever wanted them and nobody wanted them so JAne saved them for me in case I forgot to eat or didn't have time for breakfast again. Woot. That was good, I thought. Well the day wore on, I helped with lunch hour and that was crazy and hectic when usually it goes pretty smoothly. (Our microwaves are dying...something with the breaker.) After lunch I sat in for the K-4 teacher at naptime and got to read her Bible while she went to lunch. That was like pouring water over my head in a desert...let me tell you. I loved it. After that I went back to my room and my boss came in a few minutes later. I've been needing a new pair of flip flops for a long time now, all mine are horribly worn out and I've been hesitating buying new ones because I don't have hardly any money to spare right now...Well, my boss comes in with a pair of rainbows asking me if they would fit me.
They did.
She gave them to me...no strings attached. Totally blew my mind. I got home that day and I was sitting on my couch and all of a sudden I felt God tap me on the shoulder and it was like he was asking me how my day was. It suddenly dawned on me...
"God just spent the day with me...and he even bought me breakfast and a new pair of shoes..."
Wow. Don't ever tell me God isn't faithful, haha. The day after I told him I needed him to help me fight to get back to him all this happens. Jesus is amazing.
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