right song wrong time

Here we go again! I was complaining and trying to figure out again how to function with vertigo. Trapped in my body with so many things needing to be done I came to a complete halt again in the middle of the night Wednesday. I spent all of Thursday in bed and most of Friday as well. Asking God WHY is my first reaction of course. What is going on? Don't you know I am soooo busy right now?

Friday when I was able to get the needed adjustment form my chiropractor, noticing my complete helplessness and frustration with this all too often reoccurring pest he felt it necessary to share something he recently read. UGH! it was like he hit me right between the eyes. He spoke about the article and how it said that after the Israelites crossed the sea that God opened for them they were full of praise and thanksgiving to the God that delivered them. The article went on to say that it was the right song just the wrong timing. They should have been singing at the beginning of the sea trusting God when their problem was insurmountable.

How many times after the problem is gone do I praise God for the deliverance instead of praising him at the beginning trusting that NO MATTER WHAT He is always there. This was a great reminder...even when it is almost impossible to be thankful I will trust and praise the God that has me in the palm of his hand.

Exercise

Aging is inevitable but how I age is controllable. Thanks to some wonderful friends I have started walking again. We meet at 6am every morning  I said I wish I had someone to walk with in the morning because I am too lazy to get out of bed. BIG MISTAKE... they both said "I will go with you." I was trapped. (did I mention that they are morning people and I am not UGH! ) so last week we started walking every morning. sometimes I drive to our meeting place and sometimes I walk (which also means I have to walk home too.. not the fun part) Except for yesterday, when my alarm didn't go off and I abandoned my friends in the cold soggy morning, I am enjoying getting up early and getting some exercise. BUT COULD SOMEONE PLEASE TELL MY BODY IT IS OK!! This is going to make a difference for the long term I have to keep remembering that. The experts all say Walk, Walk, Walk

Don't need a day on a calendar to know it is Mother's Day

I wish there was a recorder that you just had with you when you were processing thoughts but can't write them down. I know there is amazing technology out there but I mean something that you don't have actively activate to record thought. Usually my best thinking is when I am driving or when I am either trying to fall asleep or awakened in the night and too lazy to get up and write.

Thinking on my way home from spending  a wonderful evening with my daughter- "How did I get to be so lucky?" "What does it really mean to be a mother?" 

Of course my first inclination was to go to my emotional side of my mind which quickly went like an old movie real playing in my head the millions of memories I have over the past 27 years of motherhood. Wow! Crippled by the magnitude of my blessings I am overwhelmed that God chose me to play the part of a mother to three outstandingly unique and beautiful people.

Which then triggered the spiritual side of my mind wondering if I was faithful with the gift that God gave me. Did I do everything possible to point my children to fall in love with the awesome God that I serve? Do they truly understand how divine He really is?

I realize this was a short drive home but trust me my mind was racing much faster than I was driving :) Which is a good thing because I would be a danger to all on the road if it was reversed.

I am a woman that has more blessings then even this amazing form of communication that exists in blogging could contain.  I love husband and  my children  more than life and I am especially grateful to be included in their lives.  I don't need a date set aside on a calendar to be honored as a mother. I know the gift I have every day and I am in awe of God's provision as I watch life unfold for my children as well. I know my children love me. Not to mention the enormous blessing of being a Ya Ya!

To God Be The Glory!

So blessed to have such great mom's in my life!