July 12, 2010

• {blasts of hurry}
  
  If you notice a gray leather Honda Odyssey van seat attached to my butt please don’t stare…
  it’s kinda become a permanent fixture on me recently!
  
  I think I’ve traveled thousands of miles in the last few months -
  and mainly within my own city limits!!
  
  All of which came to a somewhat fitting climatical crazy conclusion this past weekend…
  with the kids play finishing up~

  
  
   
  and a wonderfully sweet time away with friends~.

   

  
  {thanks you three for making it so special}
  
  
  
  But. Now.
  I was kinda sorta wanting, hoping, looking forward to just BE-ing at home this week.
  No place to have to rush out the door to.
  
  Then Ben reminded me…

  
  
  
  Football practice starts tonight .. and will be every night for the next two weeks!

  Which means sometime between now and then we need to come up with some new practice pants and cleats..
  his old ones are too small, resembling more like bikers shorts than pants and the cleats were already way tight last year!

  Kate asked this morning what time her piano lesson was.. oh, yeah. Forgot I moved those to Monday’s again!

  And I have a midwives appointment sometime today too between all that … gotta find out when.

  I find myself chuckling a little inside that I thought this week would be different from the others -

  Hellow Monday. Hellow Life. Right?

  It comes with the territory of being a mom, I know.. the feeling your feet are moving before you even leave your bed! Whether you have older ones that need running around or little ones that you chase around. Dishes to be washed for the umpteen time or discipline to give for the umpteen time. Laundry that seems to grow or little legs that are doing the same! There is just never ending AcTivitY.
  
  Sitting on the side of my bed this morning I found my heart step up a beat as it sometimes does at that sense of overwhelming responsibility within my home and the constant going on’s outside my home… blasting out the door a few minutes late, driving like mad, dodging mailboxes, sending flare prayers, and reciting Wendy’s drive thru orders in my sleep.  And as I felt that sob of tired emotion begin to set in at the,  “Can I make it through this day?” thoughts that started cropping up in my head, I remembered the verse of this song we sang in church yesterday~
   
  
  Hidden in the hallow {ah, how that word “hidden” appeals to me}
  of His blessed hand.
  Never foe can follow {ever feel you have foes following you around? like exhaustion or fear or maybe real live people!}
  Never traitor stand
  Not a surge of worry {Surge – 1. a movement of or like that of a mass of water; violent rolling, sweeping, or swelling motion: the surge of the sea.2.a sudden, sharp increase of electric current or voltage in a circuit. oh yeah… I’ve been experiencing some “surging” round here today!}
  Not a shade of care {not even the slightest shadow of a concern}
  Not a blast of hurry {and do I get this one! Mrs.BlastofHurry herself}
  Touch the spirit there   
  
  maN! how I long for that hidden,blessed,foe-less,traitor-less,surge-less,shade-less,blast-less place of rest for my soul.
  
  The chorus goes on and tells me where to find it – -
  
  Stayed upon Jehovah
  Hearts are fully blest
  Finding as He promised
  Perfect {love that word – - many illusions of peace but only in Him}
  Peace and Rest.
  
  
  
  
  Seeking to Be Stayed regardless of circumstances.
  
  
  
  
  ¸.·´¸.·¨) ¸.·¨)
  (¸.·´ (¸.·´ (¸.·¨¯`♥ amber.
   
  

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