Today I ran a million errands….everyone else did as well. Isn’t it funny how quickly we turn back into mean humans? Last year at this time, I swore I would never complain about normal things…but here I am…growling.
Today, we met people who were slow drivers…had no intention of ever using a blinker, and didn’t know what a stop sign was. We had people who cut in front. Then I noticed, the people who said go ahead…and smiled through their masks. There seemed to be a joy about this holiday. Lots of people cooking out…since it will be glorious! And the last couple of years we have had snow.
I find myself wanting to going into seclusion. Worn out with the amount of people and texts and conversations I have. My soul is happy….but my body is tired.
As we all go back into “normalcy” and the crazy of the “schedule”. This is who we were meant to be. We were not meant to sit at home for endless days. We were meant to be involved in others lives. Care about other people and extend love and grace to even those…who don’t use their blinker.🥴
I can’t wait to hug my sons neck…it’s been since Christmas since I have seen him. Normally we would have visited but Covid didn’t allow that. I can’t wait to eat chocolate bunnies and peeps. I can’t wait to eat ham and sit outside. I look forward to a big long nap. I adore the trees budding…and the green of the grass coming up…but I am so grateful for the God who got us through this past year…and the horrible one before that.
I’m grateful for the peace that God has given us and the way He has taught us He is in control. I am grateful for the ways He shows me He loves me..and wants the best for me. I’m grateful for the valleys He walks with me on…and I’m thankful for those people He has brought into my life…just when I was giving up on all the people.
His mercies are new every day….Lamentations 3:22-23
I’m so grateful for the joy He gives me. May you all rest in that this weekend as we celebrate the amazing love and sacrifice of our Savior.
The Reluctant Red Nose 