What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

*Sizzle Sizzle*

Ever have those moments when your brain hurts? When very important, even eternal~ but not-very-pleasant things have to be handled and take up all your time? When those very important, not-very-pleasant things don't escape your thoughts even when you aren't actively DOING those not-very pleasant things? Which then, of course, leaves your brain pretty much fried ALL the time?!?

That is kinda sorta what I have been living the past week or two. And as a matter of fact, not even kinda sorta. I keep telling myself these not-so kinda sorta awful things are so much more worthwhile of my time than doing those very much wonderful things but, frankly, I am very much ready for some pleasant, non-thinking frivolousness.

And yes, I do realize this blog post likely makes no sense to anyone not living my life. And, unfortunately, I can't clue you in. Sorry.

But I am granted awesome, powerful bits of glorious KINDNESS to help me through these busy, stressful, heart-hurting days.

Like Matt, calling on the way home from work and sensing my stressful day saying "Would you like me to pick something up for dinner? Wait, no. I WILL pick something up for dinner."

Like the neighbor guy coming over (without being asked) after a hefty snowfall and plowing us out while the tractor is out of commission.

Like wondering and stewing about how to find the words needed, then during devotions stumbling upon the very words.

And like this Judah-bear outfit, handmade by someone who really doesn't have the time-but did anyway. Thank you, thank you Nanci. It fits him well, with room to spare! (That's a first!) Though, sadly, Mr. Bighead looked pretty ridiculous in the adorable (ADORABLE!) coordinating hat. I would show a picture of the hilarity if I was sure it would make you laugh instead of cry.

A little birdie is in mid-flight to your place. Birdies always know how to give proper thanks. I tucked along a few kisses under his wing for you too.


Hoping for the cloud cover to clear.

It's too early in winter to get my winter-blues but even still, I am in need of a rainbow.
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