Busy. busy. busy. Is there ever a time that we are not busy? Yesterday was a wonderful day for us, packed with activities; fun activities for the family so I was pleased. I love Saturdays like yesterday when we really really enjoy the day as a family.
Today is Sunday. Right now is Sunday morning. I should be happy and excited. This is the day that the Lord has made, I should rejoice and be glad in it, right? I am rejoicing and glad. But here's the "deal" - I also am contemplating on skipping church to do chores around the house so that tomorrow (Monday) I won't be stressed. You see, I am a Christian working mom. I spend 25 hours a week outside our home to earn a living. I should really be thankful because other Christian working moms spend 40 hours a week and I do not know they do it.
And I do not mean for this post to be a rant or a whine. I am honestly thankful of my circumstance and I am truly appreciative of my job. I honestly believe I am so blessed. I am just trying to convince myself to let go. I am convincing myself that skipping church is not the answer to my desire to do my "Proverbs 31" or "Titus 2" duties, if you know what I mean.
After I wash and fold the laundry, there will always be a new pile. After I wash and clean my car, it will be dirty again. After I wash and put away the dishes, we will use them again and they will get dirty, to be washed again. It's a never ending chore. And for me to skip church to try to accomplish these chores is unwise. I just need to let go. I need to savor the happiness we had yesterday as a family with friends and just do what I can do and let go of what I can't.
6:23 AM. Hubby already called me to get back in bed because it's Sunday morning, and I should at least try to sleep in. I will try.