Today is going to be a great day. My first thoughts this morning as I woke up. It has to be better than yesterday.
Yesterday was...humph. It started out good - and ambitious for a Monday! "Everyone strip your beds! We're washing sheets!" The kids loved not having to make their beds. Then I got the brilliant idea to clean out closets. What was I thinking???? Darby's was a mix of too-small shoes, Barbies and random toy pieces. So, we removed everything and started with a blank canvas, I mean closet. The sight of an empty closet was wonderful. I was great until I turned around to see the mountain-high mound of assorted treasures piled up on her sheetless bed. How are we going to get all this stuff back in the closet?
I really wanted to lie down somewhere at this point...but none of the beds had sheets!
Still, I proceeded - but not without a few interruptions. Remember my post from a few days ago? I also bought birdhouses. Darby painted her birdhouse WITH HER HANDS and not the messless squeeze paint brush kit. Then, Sam added water to the PlayDoh. If you've ever done that (and why would you) it just makes a slimy, gross mess. It seemed like as soon as I would get one mess cleaned up...there was another.
I would like to say that I handled all of it with grace and love. Let's just say I was reading "Shepherding the Heart of a Child" again last night. I needed a reminder of how God would handle these situations. Man, I blew it.
Aren't you glad God loves us enough to give us another chance when we just plain BLOW IT?
God must look at me sometimes and think, "Didn't I just get you cleaned up?" And there I go again - doing things my own way or adding to it. Still He whispers, "Forget yesterday. Today will be better."