Since Marlee has been such an angel and has been sleeping through the night since she was three weeks old, I'm completely unaccustomed to being awakened in the middle of a REM cycle. Last night, I was interrupted twice. Once to feed Marlee and once to clean up a very soggy Jacob. Ugh.
It's not often that he has an accident, but when he does it's really bad. And he left a trail of drips from his room to mine which was a nice bonus to the night I thought. I cleaned him up, put him to bed on the couch and went back to my own bed where I had a terrible dream that I was in the Hunger Games. Let's just say, the night wasn't restful and consequently I woke up tired.
After I fed the kids breakfast, I fed them their least favorite food, oatmeal ---> remember this?, I began a full house cleansing. It was long overdue, I was already grumpy and it was raining. Perfect scenario for scrubbing toilets and teetee trails across the house. No one was safe from the house cleansing, neither man nor beast. This poor guy didn't stand a chance and he got sucked up with the vacuum while I chuckled and said, "Sayanora, sucker." What are those nasty things and why are they all over my house?
Then the most annoying thing came to me...my very own words. Yeah, that whole blog about living and serving my family as if I am making a fragrant offering to God and serving my family as if I am serving the King. ( here's the link in case you'd like to be annoyed too ). Honestly, it didn't help my mood.
I'm just being real. I was wrong. My attitude was wrong. I made my kids clean up their legos while they were playing with them and then later, accidentally tipped over the bucket of legos and made them clean them up again. My house might be clean, but my ugly little attitude was straight up nasty.
I began this post Monday, it's now Thursday night and it took me this long to figure out what went wrong and what I was trying to say. Here it is:
Grumpy, frumpy me was letting my circumstances determine my joy, when the reality is, my joy should be in the Lord, unbound by the messy house, the tired body, the wild and woolly kids running around the house. If I rely on my circumstances to make me happy, I will wind up living life on a roller coaster. Up and down all the time because things happen, hearts break, change, loss, sickness, anything can happen.
Keep shining when the doctor calls with bad news. Keep shining when you drop something on your little toe. Keep shining when your child breaks your heart. Keep shining when the bills add up to more than the bank account. Keep shining.
It's hard to be grumpy when you have Sunshine in your soul
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