So, I had been a vegetable eating, exercise machine (the best I've done in at least two years!) And then life happened. What do you do on a day that starts with poop on the carpet and is followed by child #2 spilling two glasses of chocolate milk (each time covering a table, two chairs the floor and a sister - both of whom were dressed in white.) Not to be left out, child #1 brought home a blue snowflake stamp from music class and proceeded to cover her siblings and the unvarnished wood around the bathroom mirror with it. Apparently ink comes off siblings, but not mirrors. Then, with barely enough time to get child #1 to school, child number three galloped into the living room blissfully naked, diaper ominously absent. You know what that means. After school, options for physical chaos temporarily exhausted, the screaming and emotional drama began.
Aaaaaaaaaah! My solution? I buried myself in meaningless television and ate spoonfuls of hot-cocoa powder straight from the container. Mature, no? I should clarify, that as part of our no sugar plan, Emily and I had decided to allow the occasional cup of hot cocoa, it is sledding season after all, but waiting for water to boil was not an option. I needed chocolate and would have taken an IV drip had it been available.
While I think the occasional mom-cation (mom-cation: noun a temporary break from the rigors of motherhood lasting from 10 minutes to two hours, often involving chick-flicks, chick-lit and empty carbs) is wonderful and healthy, I tend to bypass a critical element. I tend to turn to chocolate chips instead of turning to God. I turn on the TV instead of turning to prayer. My Heavenly Father is the best solution for everything I face. He needs to be my first line of defense. Even the power of the mighty Kinder Bueno pales in comparison with what He wants to do for me.
I am taking great comfort in Ezekiel 34:16 "I will seek that which was lost, and bring again that which was driven away, and will bind up that which was broken, and will strengthen that which was sick." I have His help on this journey and that means a lot.
Here's to new beginnings and strength and gorgeousness.
~Bethany



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