The kitchen faucet came off in my hand last night and we haven't had time to fix it. So....I have a sink full of dirty dishes and no running water.
I got the table for the schoolroom on Friday and it needs to be sanded a bit before we can use it. I think I should get husband's opinion/help on that matter so it's leaning against the wall of our living room with no legs on it.
The schoolroom? I don't even want to talk about it. It's bad in there.
My washing machine spits when it's draining. And by "spits" I mean a gallon at the least. You have to tear through the house to catch it and if you don't, you have to move the washer and dryer and mop behind them. Then you have to let it rest before you turn it back on. This happens twice during every load. I am constantly aware of what cycle my washer is on. I can't tell you how many times I forget to go turn it back on. I think I average 1 load a day. We're thinking of going to the laundromat because we are so behind.
And money is a constant, constant source of concern for me. I'm not moving into "worry" because I trust the Lord. BUT, I'm concerned. OK?
Now, having said all of that...I have a wonderful husband whom I have been married to for 15 years (last Thursday!), 2 beautiful, healthy daughters, a home to live in, the freedom to worship, and so, so many other blessings.
How are you feeling blessed this weekend?
Friend, isn't Satan always trying to get into every. last. area? Even the laundry room?
ReplyDeleteBe encouraged, Brenda, as all these things are temperal (even if they are annoying!!) The Lord and His grace and mercy are eternal! Praise be to God!
Praying for you, sister!
Oh, and p.s. Congratulations to you and your husband for 15 years of marriage! Yahoo! :)
ReplyDeleteWell, my sweet sister I have had one of those weeks heck month!! I feel pressured on all sides. Spiritually, emotionally, physically, and family and finiancially but God is gently reminding me my hopw is in HIM. It is still hard not to be concerned. But I find that these times in my life are when I get the closest to the Lord and have some of the most intimate times with him. Have a good weekend! Happy Anniversary!
ReplyDeleteI feel blessed because God chooses to use me. Imperfections, worry, complaining and all.
ReplyDeleteAnd He keeps us safe when other people choose not to drive wisely.
And He loves me.
I can totally relate! Chores weren't finished yesterday, the kids dug up a section of my garden (they know better than this, and it really was unusual behavior for them, but still upseting) and my dryer stopped working during the week- with 8 of us, we go through a lot of laundry- but I am thankful that it was my dryer and not my washer. So, now I hang the clothes to dry in the greenhouse. It actually works pretty quick. The only thing is confining the youngest while I hang it (: I can really relate to the money issue too, so I'll be praying for you. By the way, I found your blog last week and have really been enjoying it. Keep up the good work! In response to your question, I am feeling blessed by living "way out in the country" like we have always desired to do, having 6 wonderful kids, and a great husband of almost 11 years. Hope you have a wonderful day-
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Oh Brenda! I can feel your pain! "Give us today our daily bread." Some days you gotta just take it half a day at a time, huh? And look at the little things in order to remember how God blesses us everyday. We are healthy. We have cool houses to sit in when it's hot outside. We are safe. We have husbands that love us. and I could go on and on. This too shall pass! (But, I know you'll take all the prayers you can get!)
ReplyDeleteOur washer did this and we replaced a cracked hose, the one that brings the water out after rinses and such. It was like 12 bucks!
ReplyDeleteI finally got our schoolroom painted! Yay!
And speaking of schoolroom tables, I think I found one I like. :)
Congratulations on the painted schoolroom! I bet it looks great!
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, our hose on the back of the washer is new. No, ours spits straight from the wall. Ug.