several people have told me that this song reminds them of me…including my dad and my best friend.
what are y'all trying to say? i lose my keys all the time and it drives me crazy?
that is true.
i think my frustration a lot of times comes in petty little things. like not being able to find things, bumping my head, waking up one of the boys by flushing the toilet during nap time, stepping onto a razor blade. you know…those kind of things. the worst one? tossing toys into the toy bins from target and them being too full and the falling right back out at me. it might cause me to curse. that one gets me every time.
i love steven curtis chapman's new song that talks about doing every little thing to the glory of the Lord. what if we all really did that? wash the dishes with joy. wipe bottoms of poop that make you gag...with thanksgiving in your heart. rear ended? LOVE that speedy, not-good-at-breaking person.
it' so easy to get caught up in that something… whatever that something may be. when brody was a baby it would stress me out beyond everything else if he wasn't eating, sleeping, pooping as much or as long as he should be. when you are transitioning a baby into the next phase, cutting out a nap or moving into solid foods, they aren't crawling at 13 months, etc. you get kinda lost in it. especially as a stay at home mom for the first time with your first baby who has now become your whole world. and there is no more college courses, or work days, and girls nights have been put on hold for a bit because your child goes to bed at 7:00 and you're tired after that.
that was the stuff that drived me crazy. i could really get lost in to what i could more of to make him crawl, or to make him eat better, or to make his nap not become the 45 minute intruder. and know what i learned during those trying times?
i learned to be more thankful and take things a lot less seriously. i learned quickly that life still goes on when the stuff that drives me crazy is going on. the Lord has to remind me of this often but every time He does and i am brought back to reality. and the reality is… blessed beyond measure.
"in the middle of my little mess
i forget how big i'm blessed
this is the stuff that gets under my skin
and i've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
it might not be what i would choose
but this is the stuff You use"
also: sharing about my favorite nail polish over on marine parents.