In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been suffering from a serious bout of blogger’s block. I think my problem (if you could call it an actual problem) stems both from a lack of time and a lack of inspiration. In short, I got nothin’ and no time to post it.
A lack of blog fodder reminds me of the very ordinary life I lead. No complaints there, none whatsoever. I am so grateful–increasingly so–for the normal, common, everyday life that is mine by the grace of my sovereign God. Though it doesn’t make for compelling blogging necessarily, ordinary is just fine by me.
Today my ordinary life will consist of laundry and vacuuming, grocery shopping and errand running, some Bible study prep and posting this very ordinary blog post. We begin a new unit of Bible study on Wednesday in which we will be studying and discussing 1 John. It’s something a little different in that there’s no book to buy, no specific homework questions to complete. I’m really excited about it, a little nervous too.
You may remember I’ve been reading Let the Reader Understand, a book on Biblical interpretation and application. It’s been a challenging read and a humbling one as well. I can’t help but realize how very much I have to learn as I struggle to comprehend the author’s points. Sometimes I feel very ignorant indeed!
My #3 son is home from school today with a fever. Or, at least I think he has a fever. We don’t have a thermometer that works–one sure sign the kids are growing older! I used the tried and true diagnostic tool employed by moms everywhere: kissing his forehead. He feels warm, looks flushed and thus stays home with me. Though it’s silly, I can’t help but feeling a little responsible since I had just remarked a couple of days ago (Saturday, I think) that none of my kids had missed a day due to sickness this whole school year. Oh, well.
So my oldest son, now a driver, offered to take his youngest brother to school so I didn’t have to get out this morning at all! Having another driver is the best! Someone asked me if I’m not nervous and scared with him on the road and I can honestly say maybe I am, a little, but only a little because the benefits? They are awesome! Taking his brother to school, running to the store to get the sugar I forgot, picking his brother up from practice, it’s all great.
My parents were here this past weekend. They like to work so I suggested we clean out the flowerbeds, thinking we would pull a few weeds and be done (how two workhorses like my parents produced a daughter so unused to yard work and the like is beyond me). Not so fast. We cleared, we pulled, we trimmed, and finally we planted. And it looks good. Really good. I think perhaps they may have inspired me to actually get out there and do some care and maintenance on my own. Maybe.
Well, I’ve tarried here long enough. The vacuum beckons. Whether your day is full of the exciting and the extraordinary or, like mine, full of the common and the commonplace, may you rejoice in the Lord’s gracious provision. This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it!
Happy Monday, friends!