The thing I like best about mornings is that each day is a chance to try out a new frame of mind, or do things a bit differently, based on wisdom gained from mistakes.
My last blog post ended up more “ranty” than I like- it was definitely influenced by my state of mind (which was greatly affected by the kiddos’ screaming fight waking me up early!) By Friday night, I had debated about deleting that post, but I read a comment from someone that something I had written in another comment response helped.
That post will remain. It’s part of my imperfect (mostly happy, but flawed) life. Perhaps others can find comfort in that. I avoid rants because I like to keep things positive- that hasn’t changed.
I’m writing this on Saturday night, while I can still move. You’ll understand that statement shortly.
Saturday morning, I decided it was time to get some much needed yard work done. I also thought it would be a good time for the kids to practice teamwork. For a couple hours, I worked solo, but then I got the boys helping.
It wasn’t all harmony though. They began to fight (as they do 95% of the time.) I told them that if they couldn’t work with me to get it done, the two of them would have to finish up on their own. They stopped bickering- and fast!
To keep them distracted, I started singing: “I love raking leaves, so put another bag in the pile now, baby” to the tune of Joan Jett’s I Love Rock and Roll. They actually laughed (not sure if they laughed at the singing or the words, but does it matter? :)) Then they started making up their own raking leaves songs to the music they listen to.
My older son and I were able to put the hard feelings from the day before behind us, and in the process, we raked up fourteen bags of leaves. My muscles already ache (yes, all of them) and my back and knees are stiff.
Now you know why I may not be able to move tomorrow. But I will still find joy in the opportunity to grow in a new day, adding to the wisdom gained from my days before.
For though the righteous fall seven times, they rise again, but the wicked stumble when calamity strikes. (Proverbs 24:16)