Oh, Those Best Laid Plans

The day can be planned to perfection but the details of life can so easily impinge upon what we thought we would be accomplishing.

On Monday night I drove my husband to his water polo game and on the way there I mentioned to him that I thought I had a bladder infection. After dropping him off at his game, I took the three girls with me to the grocery store. While there, I began to feel worse and worse, wondering how I'd make it back to pick up my husband.

By the time I got there, I could hardly stand up. This was like labor! My good and wise husband took me to the ER and I was diagnosed with a kidney stone.

I have birthed eight children; four of them without pain meds, two at home without any hope of pain meds. This whole kidney stone fiasco is WORSE. I've spent all of Tuesday in bed, feeling absolutely crummy.

I had big plans for the week! Still do, but I have to wait and see what will transpire.

I am thankful for the God of the universe who plans my life and has a greater purpose for my moments, both mundane and exciting, than I will usually ever know. People who do not trust in His sovereign care spend a lifetime questioning the meaning of it all.

I've been thinking a lot about you all. I have help provided by my husband- a housekeeper once a week and a friend who gives me a day each week to grocery shop, bake, do laundry, and whatever else needs doing. We believe whole-heartedly in getting help if possible. I know many of you do not have that option.

In the spirit of giving you some practical help, I'll be spending the rest of the week writing up posts that will hopefully give you a lifeline, particularly if you feel as if you're drowning in housework, paperwork, and homeschooling.

If there is anything you'd like me to address specifically, please leave me a comment.