It was the worst of weeks. . .
I just realized I haven't written anything here since Wednesday. We've had one crisis after another to contend with. Anything from a call from the police station about someone in need to another person feeling distraught in another state.
Our household has been on "active" missionary duty. I have been praying and calmly trying to understand exactly what I am supposed to do, through each event. I have been working on keeping steady and happy, so that others can draw strength from me, and make it through their rough times.
It's strange, because I normally blog through all my trials, finding encouragement as I type. But this time, I couldn't even get a minute to write.
Just a few hours ago, I tried to call someone. I wanted to make sure they were okay. But no one ever answered the phone. I finally got in my car and drove over there. All was well. But I had to be reassured. . . Everything was okay.
As I sit here this afternoon, thinking about so many things, I realize you haven't heard from me. I know some of you have been coming back, looking for the latest post and were puzzled by the silence. Like I was not home. There was no answer on the blog door. And you walked away wondering and, perhaps, worrying.
One of the greatest things in life we have is stability - a routine - expectations. When those things are interrupted, we have trouble coping. Each day, I need to do certain chores. I need to have certain things happening that my family can expect. And this has to happen, even in the smallest way, despite any trial or hardship that comes along. Blogging, for many of us, is one of our routines. For me to write each morning, helps set the course for my day. It helps ground me, and gives me courage. Kind of like that orange juice commercial, where the person is told about all the horrible things he can expect that day. But he is ready because he drank his juice.
Blessings
Mrs. White
From the Archives -
Make it look like - The Maid was Here.
Are you Ready for Home Duties? - What Time Does Your Shift Start?
It never ends - When Mother Feels Unappreciated.
11 comments:
I know exactly what you mean, friend. I have missed you and glad to hear your voice through your words.
May the Lord strengthen you during this time.
Blessings,
I hope you will be able to rest and gather strength to renew this upcoming week.
I am glad that you are willing to reach out and periodically give up those routines to minister to others, Sharon.
May God grant you His grace and wisdom during these trials!
Yes, you've been missed! Hope you can have a relaxing weekend!
Mrs. Sarah Coller
I'm glad you are back. I miss you when you don't blog! Hope you have a more peaceful week.
God bless, Kathy in Illinois
Please know that we shall patiently wait while you go about your ministry to others in your life. Your words of encouragement have meant so much to me. I am just beginning to walk through difficulties and challenges with my older teens and was so distressed until God led me to your blog. I have forwarded many, many of your blog entries to my husband from your archives. Thank you for whatever you can give us here. May God Bless you richly, Susan
Dear Mrs. White --
Whatever is happening in your world, I hope that peace will be restored soon. We understand that you are doing what you need to do right now. And we will be here when you return. Wishing you blessings and strength for the task --
Pauline in Ithaca
I definitely have noticed and missed not getting the daily morning email letting me know you have a new blog entry. As Susan said, know that we will patiently wait while you minister to others. You are in my prayers Mrs. White! Remember the Lord is always walking with you.
Beautiful post. I am glad all is well.
God bless,
Terry
Mrs.White, I am so glad that you are well. I do hope that the problems are better. You were very much missed. I hope you can rest and take care of your health also.
Linda
Praying for you as you minister to others! :)
May God bless you as you care for your family and others.
(hugs)
Annie Kate
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