"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future..." -Jeremiah 29:11
I have a hard time with this verse. Mainly because I want to know what these plans entail and how/when they will be brought about. Being able to go with the flow and know that life is not in my hands is one of the most difficult lessons I have to learn.
This weekend has been trial by fire. I had made all sorts of fun plans for the last two days and then life happened. Eli got sick, Ben was gone for two days, Eli had night terrors two nights ago and woke up every hour, Eli was awake last night from 2:30 - 5 a.m. I am going on 8 hours of sleep in the last 48 hours (I need about 8 hours a night in order to not make people cry using just my words), my hair dryer quit mid-dry yesterday, and Blockbuster didn't have the second Sherlock Holmes movie yesterday. (I know you're thinking, duh, get Netflix. We don't do fancy streaming technology in this house. So, just...okay?) Oh, the madness.
Reading this last paragraph, I know you're saying to yourself, "Suck it up, Parker. This is it?! Over-dramatic much?"
And then I would say, "Your FACE is over-dramatic, fart face."
And then I would acquiesce. You're right. It's not that bad. So what we have no clean drinking glasses because they are all waiting to be cleaned in my kitchen sink. So what I have a pile of clean laundry multiplying by the second. And a pile of dirty laundry, for that matter. That dirty diaper that's been sitting right smack dab in the middle of my living room like some crack den is not a big deal. It will get thrown away. Dishes will be done. Fruit flies that are circling around what I think were once bananas will die. Life will go on. Eli will eventually decide that sleep is not the enemy. And so will Whitney. I will have a full night of sleep at some point. Right? RIGHT?!!
This is a blip -- a very undramatic, unnoticeable by any other full functioning member of the human race blip.
He takes hold of my right hand and says, "'Do not fear; I will help you.'"
**After publishing this post I thought I should add a couple post-scripts to clarify and add some sunshine.
P.S. I was able, thanks to my father, to attend a fabulous wedding of a dear friend today. I also was able to catch up with some great people and spend some good quality time with my mater.
P.P.S. Just in case you were thinking of calling CPS on me, the diaper was left by the couch in my haste this morning after changing Whitney quickly before running some errands this morning (like buying a new hairdryer). And the bananas...well, the bananas are pretty gross.