Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 18:4
It was late.
What a nice day we had all had.
Snow covered everything. It was just as I had hoped for. Snowed in. With Dad here too.
So, why was I getting ill.
Well, not to make excuses but it had been a full day of washing the snow covered wet clothes and cooking, washing dishes, cooking again..... I was just tired. It was late.
The third or fourth western was blaring, the men were hooting. I was throwing a little pity party in my mind. (please know this did not last long)
Little Jenna wants to help. She is more than willing. I gave in and said "yes" to her plea to.....wash dishes.....gulp.....
So, I had not said a word. Just mumbling in my head. "I'm tired. I want to sit and read, or blog, i'm just working while everyone is at leisure." Honestly, I'm embarrassed to tell it. But, for the sake of transparency, I will.
Jenna starts singing.....
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones. Proverbs 17:22
Lord, forgive me, my heart cries. I talk to my girls about serving in your home, joyfully.
Then it takes a little child to remind me.
I thank you, Lord, for these precious teachers in my little home.
It's ten p.m. The sweet man is really needing chocolate.
" I'll bake you some brownies"
"Are you sure? You have just finished cleaning the kitchen."
"Yes, it is no problem."
We are snowed in, what else do I need to do?
Enjoy my blessings. That's what I need to do.