Thursday, February 17, 2011
The problem did not dawn on me until I stood in the kitchen last night trying not to cry. Then a dish slipped to the floor and broke. I looked up, the tears could no longer be held back. I saw 2 bottles of laundry detergent still sitting on the living room floor - the ones I never managed to put away after grocery shopping a few days before. I was tired and my nerves were frazzled.
Amy (16) saw the black streaks of mascara running down my cheeks. She sympathized. Then she got me settled in the other room and told me to rest. She found an old VCR tape of the I Love Lucy Show and told me to watch it. After two episodes I was no longer crying. I was happy again and well rested.
What was this rut I got into? I stopped exercising. . . I stopped taking breaks. . . Mr. White had several days off from work, but I was busy doing hours and hours of homeschooling, errands and housework each day. I did not rest. I forgot.
I remember cleaning and tidying the living room. I remember saying, "I'll just do this one last thing, then I really need to get some rest." But I continued working. Mr. White came over to me. . there was an intervention. . He put his hand on my arm and said, "No. Stop. Go rest now." He was concerned. He sees that once I start cleaning, I cannot stop myself. . .
I must remember to rest. God provided us with work to do, but he also tells us to rest. Please don't ever let me forget. I don't want to be crying in the kitchen again with broken dishes at my feet.
For my own sake and well-being, I will cultivate the art of making a mess look neat.
For the Children - The Bible Treasure Box.
Always remember that Mother Makes the Home.
A story and a picture of my children from many years ago - Suppertime with Precious Helpers.
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