Some days I feel quite overwhelmed, some days I feel discouraged, some days I am totally on fire and pumped about what God is trying to do in my life and Mobile. I have tried so hard to combat this up and downess. I began to pray that God would help me to overcome this issue and the last few days I have gotten up and asked myslef, "Which is it today?" It is like I heard someone say once, you can get up everyday and say, "Good Lord, it's morning". Or you can get up and say, "Good Morning Lord!" I am trying depserately to do the latter each day, because I have so much to do, I can't afford to be discouraged at all.
Well, this morning Satan was on his toes, and I jumped out of bed and said a "Good Morning Lord" and nice prayer to help me be focused and ready to take on any new challenge. I spent my little bit of time with Hayden before Day Care this morning and we had a blast - more on that later. I put her down for her short nap and she got up and I went to get my keys to get in the car to take her.
Well, last night Susan and I had gone up to the building, she and some of the other ladies have been sweatin' to the oldies or doing Taebo (Billy Blanks doesn't like me) or Pilatis (is that even close?) or something, either way excercising. I went up there to work with Woody Turnbow on worship projection and show him some things that he can do to help us be more effecient in our worship program. Susan decides that she isn't going to bring any of her stuff, no purse, no keys, no nuthin - as we say in LA. And so she was finished with the ladies and wanted to take herself and Hayden on home. So I gladly handed over my keys and asked Woody just to bring me home. He gladly said, "sure."
Back to this morning, that was the last time I had seen my keys, I couldn't find them this morning, nowhere, not in the house as far as I was concerned, so I called Susan and said, "You've done it again," this isn't the first time this has happened. So I called Margaret at the church building and she went to Susan's school and picked up keys, shortly after Susan calls me and says, " I don't have your keys in my purse, I gave Margaret my keys, you'll have to come get me after school." So I commense a new search, I called the Police, SBI, and FBI. To make an even longer story shorter, my keys were in the bottom of the only bag Susan took last night, the one that I had never noticed on her person. The bag that I had already (in my mind) thouroughly searched on a just in case check - the diaper bag. Nice try Satan, fortunately I didn't let it mess up my day.
Hayden and I had so much fun today, I love my daughter and am so thankful God gave me the best child in the world and the most beautiful. OK I am going to gloat a bit, I once had someone say, who has a very pretty child, "you're daughter is much more beautiful than my daughter is" Seriously it happened. OK, so now you know how fond I am of Hayden. I love her, she is the real deal, God's gift to Susan and I. Today she and I were downstairs playing when pulled a flower of some fake flowers we have downstairs and brought it to me. How sweet! She is only 9 months old! Things like that help me to decide, "Which is it today?"
Well I have much studying to do.............
Clarissa said...
It's Pilates. Pilate with an s. Not like I've ever tried it. Oh, well!
