Ladies, Ladies…All the Ladies!!

So, it’s late and I’m up.  Why you ask?  Well, I forgot that my sheets from my bed are still in the dryer and even though I could put on a new pair that have been sitting in my linen closet… there is just something about fresh sheets right out of the dryer… so I wait.  It’s a little prize that I will award myself tonight on my birthday eve.  :)  I have other reasons to laden my bed with fresh scents… for the past hour I have been sterilizing my kitchen from where Josh threw up all over the floor…THREE TIMES… tonight.  I am praying that it was all an aftershock of this extensive coughing fit that erupted.  He just did it all right there… and hasn’t vomitted since.  I really don’t want to clean vomit on my birthday… I mean, I’ve had to take some exams… go have some uncomfortable physical exams performed on me, work, be sick myself….but NEVER clean vomit on my special day.  It just shouldn’t happen.  right? or wrong? 

As I surveyed the damage in my kitchen.. Emma Faye needed to be bathed and put to bed… the boys needed to go upstairs and get ready for baths… I needed to clean up the kitchen AND the floor, now… I immediately began prioritizing.  Kitchen floor(will do further sanitation later tonight)…Emma Faye in exersaucer while I bathe Josh in my bathroom downstairs…Will fetch all of Josh’s pj’s, etc… boys watch 20min of Tv while I simply put Emma Faye to bed, no bath.  There.  Done.  However, during all of this I’m thinking in my head… “Great.. here we go…I knew I couldn’t get excited about tomorrow and this weekend (Chris is off ENTIRE weekend)….I started really getting angry.  But.. something really broke my train of  thought.. and I know it to be none other than the Holy Spirit.  Just because my external circumstances are going awry…doesn’t mean my internal ones have to.  I can’t choose my external encounters… but I can choose my internal ones.  Can I still have a blessed birthday amidst vomit, coughing children, endless home tasks that need to be accomplished, tiresome husband?  Yes.  Yes because Christ is ”able” to make it happen. “Now to him who is able…” Jude 1 :24.  I love that my birthday falls on Good Friday this year.  I don’t think it ever has before.  My WORD!!!…I can clean vomit….CHRIST DIED to embody…MY sin…He sort of had to actually WEAR my vomit, if you want to know the truth…and the stench of that I KNOW was far worse than anything I experienced tonight.  So, I will have a great birthday.  I already know… because I have decided it that way… I have decided to center my thoughts on Him and all of my blessings.  I have so much to be thankful for…really I do.  

oh…dryer stopped…alas…sweet sleep!!  night-night! (as we say in our house)

“…He’s got you and me, Josh… in His Hands….He’s got the whole world in His hands…”

We spent pretty much the majority of our morning in the dr’s office today.  Praise the Lord that Chris was home and could keep the other two kids while I took Josh.  He’s been limping.. running fever… having this crazy cough..saying that it hurts to breath… AND last night when I sat him on the couch instead of his little rocking chair directly in front of the TV.. he said, “but I can’t see the TV, Mommy!!”  I was sort of like… ok, that’s it…we are going to the Dr. today.  We were in the room and Josh kept wanting me to sing “He’s got the Whole world in His hands”.  As I was softly singing those words above, I started getting a little teary-eyed.  I have to say… I was nervous at this appt.  Limping.. fever… those just aren’t good things… anyway…I wish I could see the world as always in His hands.  He is always holding us. 

Josh seems to be fine… but he failed his little eye test.  We are being referred to a specialist(I say that because right now I can’t spell the name of an eye dr…:)   Anyway… I’m  a little nervous about that, too.  We don’t know the extensive “damage”… but something isn’t aligning right in his eyes.  I have to say… I didn’t go to pieces… but I cried.  We want our children to be perfect.  Much more… we don’t want them to have to go through anything difficult.  I remember thinking after Chris told me that he possibly could have to wear an eye patch.. “well, I’m not sending him to preschool this year.. because those kids will “kill” him with mean comments.”  And I cried again.  I so want to protect my children from…..”life”.  But I must trust my Lord in everything…..for He truly has our best in mind… and there is nothing that is out of his sovereignty.  He’s got all of us firmly in His hands.  ……for “He’s got the whole world in His hands.”