Well, this morning was just simply a fiasco.
This week I just had way too much on my plate. I was exhausted from too much running around and not enough sleep. I got up early today to do some final touches on my part of our Christmas exhibit for our church and to print some stuff we wanted to hand out.
I'll spare you all the details (because they are embarrassing and ridiculous) of all the tiny things that went wrong, but let's just say there were troubles at every turn. And not to exaggerate, but my last-minute ways did not just back-fire on me, but they ended up really affecting a lot of people (my own family and our colleagues and a friend who was counting on me). I was super sad about that.
I left the house with the boys earlier than usual so that we'd have time to set up some displays. As I scraped the ice off the windshield with a CD case, (Mark most likely would have done this for me if he hadn't left the house much earlier to run to friend's house to bail me out of a fix I had created). I thought to myself that not much else could go wrong that morning. Not 2 minutes later, we pulled over to a side-road with a VERY flat tire. And then we sat in the cold for about a half an hour and waited for Mark to come pick us up.
Mark picked us up and we started on our way again. We might have been a third of the way there (it's about a 12-minute drive) when I realized I forgot the posters! Mark calmly turned around and went back home. In the driveway, while we waited for Sam to run in and grab the posters, I looked over at Mark with chagrin. "Hey," he said, "we are alive, we have our family, and we love each other!"
We were still early (though not as early as we should have been), and people dove in and helped us get everything set up in time. We spent a beautiful few hours together as a church family, singing, praying, learning, sharing, and eating. Then I went out for coffee with a couple girls. It was a rich, rich time.
The end of the day was MUCH better than the beginning.
*Joy* Alert: Mark is gracious and patient and kind. What a gift he is to me! JOY!
This month, I am joining my friend,Sarah Jane, in writing daily about things that bring joy during this lovely, peaceful holiday season.
I saw a GAP ad the other day that I shamelessly "borrowed" for my titles this coming month. Ironically, if I can stay out of the GAP and other such places, I will most definitely be more alert to what brings REAL, lasting joy.