Wednesday, July 26, 2006

I’m on Stress Street Today

I had a nice Sunday. . . .once my meeting was over. . . .classes at 6am, that’s a grand idea. *-* After the work meeting it was off to church, my son was leaving for camp. I had PBR tickets for the same day. Let’s see we need to be good parents, have the boy packed and fed, yet we have spent a lot of cash on tickets that I purchased for my husband’s birthday in February , who are we kidding it was for me. Happy birthday honey. :-} I did an early drop of money, meds, and info. I talked way too much about how it’s dangerous for him to be too far from his huffer because he doesn’t use it much and tends to. . ., wow she looks panicked, he doesn’t have them often and only one bad one because the other kid panicked, stay calm and calm him try caffeine. “Caffeine?” Yes, it helps. He’ll be fine. I should now shut up I thought. Did I? NO! His doctor didn’t want him to go on the mission trip because of his health, he was fine. Yikes, now I’ve done it she’s looking at me as if I had just floated around the room and yelled BOO. We can’t drop him off and he’s hitch hiking to camp. This left our son with his aunt, thank God for her. She fed him and made sure he was checked in, he rode down with a trusted friend.

We, as good parents do, had successful dumped our children on their aunt and went for steak. Did I feel guilty? Nope. We ate then went to watch the boys ride.

Monday someone went out of her way to anger me at work. Thank God for the customers who got that I was angry with her because it took time away from taking care of them. They were great and two men were a blast to hang out with while they waited for someone. When the card declines call your buddy and talk to the girl at the register.

Tuesday morning I was forced out of bed so that I could go out to eat with my husband and daughter. We then went to enroll her in the new school. The person handling our paperwork kept looking at me then saying stuff to a woman that knows me from the PTA. Was she talking about me? Did I do something to offend her? My husband was working on a bad mood and tried to suck me in. I leaned over to him and said “ Do you really want me to be angry? You set the pace.” Hmm he so didn’t. My sister took us to a few places then told me she had a friend who only sees his son a few days a week, the little boy loves Thomas. I’ve given all the Thomas stuff away but still had a Bear In The Big Blue House and a Barney tape. The last Barney tape left my house. It has been killing me. She’s growing up. She wasn’t a huge fan to begin with but still. She went from Barney to High School Musical.

Today things at work were fine until someone told me to do something implying that she had been told to tell me to do it. She hadn’t been told that and one of my bosses, the grumpy immature one, went off. I apologized several times, you know he was still huffing about. It was no big deal because the next person was on time and ready to go. I know now not to trust some of them. I had to pick up my pill for in the morning. One pill thirteen dollars. I still need to pack my daughter’s things my father is picking her up because he doesn’t want to come here early while I go in for my lovely two hour medical test. I so can’t wait. Let’s just say my husband read what they are going to do and looked at me in disbelief. Medical technology.

I know the stresses at work aren’t important and that Little’s growing up is good. I see how blessed I am that my family steps in and takes care of us when needed. I also know that the surgeon wants to know exactly how to proceed. So I will give it to God and He will calm me as always.

(I'm still planning on a good cry later)


Milly said...

Little's is holding on to a Blue's Clues tape she's still a little.

Danny Kaye said...

"So I will give it to God and He will calm me as always."

Just like David in the Psalms, as long as you end it on that're doing just fine.


Milly said...

It was fine the test, not fun could have been worse. I now know what one surgeon wants to do. My son will be home today, my family is picking him up. My Little still needs her snuggle time every night. God always sorts it out.

codepoke said...

It's one thing to know God cares, and another to believe it. Knowing is easy. These things are hard, though, and believing takes time. Maybe a half-hour, maybe a half day, maybe a half-year, but as you keep telling yourself the things you know and telling Him the things you don't know it comes. Believing always comes.

He is faithful, and so are you.

I'm reading "Shattered Dreams" by Larry Crabb right now. I'm sure you would like it. The main message is that God wants the best for us, and He is giving us the best. Relationships, health, and even life may not be the best. All those might be taken. The love of God is the best, and He is giving us His love, and giving us more love for Him.

He is looking at Naomi's story. Naomi returned back to her people after her husband and sons in law had died saying,
20 She said to them, “Do not call me Naomi; [pleasant] call me Mara, [bitter] for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me. 21 I went away full, and the Lord has brought me back empty. Why call me Naomi, when the Lord has testified against me and the Almighty has brought calamity upon me?”

She blamed God, and it was a good thing. She was honest with the One Who was responsible for her condition. Because she was honest, she could later truthfully say,
20 And Naomi said to her daughter-in-law, “May he be blessed by the Lord, whose kindness has not forsaken the living or the dead!”

Be strengthened in the Lord. He will deliver!