I keep trying to write a post. In my head I've titled it November Blues, but I can't even seem to find the time for that!
We've all been sick for the last two weeks with days off school and middle of the night visits out to see the moon and stars in the cold air so little lungs can breathe easier. This week everyone seems to be on the mend except me. The sinus pressure is giving me a headache and everything kind of seemed to implode yesterday.
We woke up to wet carpet in the hallway and discovered our water heater leaking, the inlet and outlet pipes all corroded by our hard water. I also couldn't breath deeply in certain positions so I took myself off to the chiropractor to find out that I had a rib out of place, a by product of lifting toddlers all day apparently.
Thankfully by evening we had managed to fix the plumbing and I could more or less breathe again. But I got to trade places with my husband and take the boys to Awana for the evening. I screwed up a few things, but at least I remembered enough from years ago to be a little bit of a help I hope! I even got to play dodgeball. *grin*
Unfortunately while Brian was fixing the plumbing he forgot that he was supposed to be giving the lesson to the 3rd and 4th graders. My old friend Jeff, the director, took pity on me and didn't make me stand in, but did it himself last minute.
There's a reason we all are middle school teachers, but you know, things that are said to 3rd and 4th graders apply to adults too. He asked the kids if they were ever anxious about anything and after that veered off severely into the territory of "I almost died when" with every story he finally brought it back to things that we can't control in our every day lives, like tests, and having to do lessons impromptu, and maybe even hot water heaters that leak.
What is the source of our anxiety? Well, thinking that we actually controlled these things to begin with. Who really controls everything? God, of course. And the cure for our anxiety is letting go of the control (that we really don't have anyway) and trusting that HE knows what he's doing.
Which finally brings me back around to my favorite song. Be still and know that He is God. And be calmed, rested, and at peace!
Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know that He is holy
Be still Oh restless heart of mine
Bow before the Prince of Peace
Let the noise and clamor cease
Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know that He is faithful
Consider all that He has done
Stand in awe and be amazed
And know that He will never change
Be still
Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know that He is God
Be still
Be speechless
Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know that He is our Father
Come and rest your head upon His breast
Listen to the rhythm of
His unfailing heart of love
Beating for his little ones
Calling each of us to come
Be still
Be still
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I'm a little late stopping by from FMF - but hope you are breathing better - that the water heater is working. Our water heater leaked and died this past summer:( It takes soul muscle to be still when life gets crazy - sounds like yours is in good shape! Shalom!
ReplyDeleteAn excellent reminder!
ReplyDeleteHoping the rest of your week is full of good health and wonderful opportunities!
- Stephanie