Our house could scarcely be called "normal." We're raising four children (more than the average), homeschooling (still a minority group), pastoring in a church where we're the youngest married couple there, Californians transplanted to New York. The list could go on and on. But we've created something of a routine for ourselves and finally after a wonderful holiday season, we're getting back into that routine. And while some may dread routine, I thrive on it. As a matter of fact, my particularly low periods in life are when I throw routine - and caution - to the wind and decide to be the spur-of-the-moment type of person I always wished I could be. My mother is one of those people, so full of joy and spontaneity, and with her here I got caught up in the excitement and the possibilities. We had a very sweet visit, don't mistake that at all (Mom), but I got out of my routine, including giving thanks. I won't go into all the details. Let's just say that it wasn't pretty.
So, with Mom on a plane back to California and a whole day of schooling under our belt, with alarm-clock-inspired wakings and chores done for the morning, we're getting back to normal. And I'm giving thanks.
160. A good cry
161. Talking with my mom
162. Anti-biotics
163. Ian so cheerful even during his sickness
164. Making our last car payment (I was so excited about this I wrote it down twice!)
165. A fun day with the kids
166. Ann Voskamp (aholyexperience.com)
167. Sewing with my girls
168. My understanding husband
169. A too-full fridge
170. Another friend expecting a baby!
171. Running water/unfrozen pipes
172. My brave husband
173. A loan payment from the Air National Guard
Thank you, Lord, for your extravagantly NORMAL blessings!
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