What a morning…

"Mornings are not magical"

My entire little family knows that mommy is NOT a morning person. The coffee mug they picked out for me on our Disney trip speaks volumes.

Once I’m up, I’m up.  But I have a tendency not to be too thankful or too joyful.  (Especially before I’ve had coffee and breakfast.)  I know, shame on me.

This morning had to be a record breaker.

My hubby and I both had a rough night sleeping.  He tossed and turned a LOT (I later discovered this was because he kept having strange dreams about a zombie apocalypse. lol. But we’ll leave that for him to discuss.)  At about 4:30am I’m officially awake…uncool.  If I ever become fully conscious at night, it takes my busy brain HOURS to go back to sleep.  Keven had an 8 am class, so he was up at 7.  Bless his heart, he let me sleep…fabulous since I finally dozed back off around 6:30.  Apparently our precious princess got up before he left…I had no clue because I was totally unconscious.  He came in and quietly told me good-bye and to rest.  (I love that man!)  I vaguely recall him telling Sarah good-bye before he walked out the door.  Not 2 seconds after I heard the door close, and I was drifting away to slumber-land, Sarah started screaming…”Daddy!  I didn’t get a hug!”

I’m up!

Fifteen minutes later, I’ve finally calmed her.  I’m sure EVERYONE in our apartment building is awake.  😉  I head to the kitchen to fix breakfast and grab a cup of coffee.  Ah, but alas it is Friday…

I am greeted by no coffee (because Keven works on Fridays, he stops by the coffee shop for a complementary cup).  A dishwasher that was forgotten to be turned on.  And two bags of garbage that were forgotten to be taken down for pick-up. *Insert scream of choice*

Here is where I realized God’s hand is on my family this morning… I just laughed!  The worldly, ungodly thoughts left my head as quickly as they popped in.  I thanked God for my absent-minded, loving husband.  I moved the dishwasher (yes, it’s a portable one) to the sink and turned it on.  Found one clean bowl in the cabinet to fix a bowl of cereal for our son and gave the princess her daily granola bar and cup of pink & chocolate milk.  Fixed a small pot of coffee for myself…which turned out to be a disaster as our coffee pot refuses to brew 4 cups.  But I just smiled again and filtered the grounds out of the freshly brewed pot.  Poured the bowl-full of hot coffee into said Tink mug and sat.

Thank You, Father for you grace and mercy!  Thank You, Father for every mini trial!

James 1:2-4 says:

Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way. (The Message)

I have to honestly say, less than a year ago, this morning would have gone much differently!  **Praises**


(And just to add, the trash bags are still in my kitchen, am I bothered by it, not yet, I know it will be taken care of, eventually.)


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