When you have four children, three of which currently take piano lessons and one who thinks she does, you hear a lot of "music." Some of it is beautiful, some will be beautiful - eventually and some...well, let's just say that of it I just pray is over quickly. In hearing so many pieces, sometimes they all blend (or should I say blur) together into a homogeneous unipiece. In my busyness I fail to really listen, appreciate and enjoy the blessings my children give me on a daily basis through their music. They play, plunk, cry and, on occasion, I have even heard something I could only describe as a deep, throaty, primitive-type growl during practice sessions. What can I say, frustration doesn't always bring out the best in us. I stopped to think how eerily quiet my house would be without it. It sounds ethereally peaceful. I long for it, wish for it, even pray for it. Then, on the rare occasion that I actually get to experience the quietness I so long for, I find myself missing for, searching for, dare I say, even longing for the chaos burgeoning state I am so accustomed to?
Shhh...don't tell my kids. I told them I need some peace and quiet, whatever that really is.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Well world...welcome to my blog. I've been considering blogging for sometime and I thought I'd go ahead and take the plunge. It's not that I have anything particularly revolutionary to say but more as a way to record some of the unrelenting craziness in my life! Today is no exception on the insanity scale. Psalm 23 here we go. This should calm me down.
"The Lord is my shepherd;".....because I am definitely a lost sheep, or should I say an "I've lost it-again!" sheep.
"I shall not want." OK, now class, repeat after me. I shall not want. I shall not want. I shall not want. Repeat as necessary. In my case, that means repeat constantly when surrounded chocolate, Coke, new clothes, scrapbooking supplies, aqua Fat-Baby boots, sleep, clean house, memories of peace and quiet, new houses, fewer wrinkles....
"He maketh me to lie down in green pastures." If someone would be so kind as to locate the green pasture, I'd be happy to take it out for a spin. I'd like to lie down, really I would. Knowing my luck, I'd lie down, only to find a nice stinky patty located about 8 inches away from my head.
"he leadeth me beside the still waters..." In my case, I'm sure that God was referring to the day that my children have finally succumbed to my insistent notion that the bathtub is not for swimming or platform diving. (And yes, I have seen the dives in action. Please, do not try those at home. Cast iron hurts!)
"He restoreth my soul." The best part, the icing on the cake, the method to the madness, the end all, be all....he does restore my soul. Now if we could just do something about restoring my body to it's pre-children state!
"The Lord is my shepherd;".....because I am definitely a lost sheep, or should I say an "I've lost it-again!" sheep.
"I shall not want." OK, now class, repeat after me. I shall not want. I shall not want. I shall not want. Repeat as necessary. In my case, that means repeat constantly when surrounded chocolate, Coke, new clothes, scrapbooking supplies, aqua Fat-Baby boots, sleep, clean house, memories of peace and quiet, new houses, fewer wrinkles....
"He maketh me to lie down in green pastures." If someone would be so kind as to locate the green pasture, I'd be happy to take it out for a spin. I'd like to lie down, really I would. Knowing my luck, I'd lie down, only to find a nice stinky patty located about 8 inches away from my head.
"he leadeth me beside the still waters..." In my case, I'm sure that God was referring to the day that my children have finally succumbed to my insistent notion that the bathtub is not for swimming or platform diving. (And yes, I have seen the dives in action. Please, do not try those at home. Cast iron hurts!)
"He restoreth my soul." The best part, the icing on the cake, the method to the madness, the end all, be all....he does restore my soul. Now if we could just do something about restoring my body to it's pre-children state!
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