Whew!

Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. ~ 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

 

 

Some days it is really hard to "count it all joy" and remember that we are exactly where God needs us to be in so that He can complete a work in us.  Today was one of those "yuck" days for me where I just wanted to start over.  It started with the simple fact that I did not feel like teaching.  I literally sat at my desk when I got to school and prayed for God to take away my apathetic attitude and give me the strength to make it to 2:20.  He is faithful, merciful and loving and gives us exactly what we need.  I made it, but I must have looked at the clock 500 hundred times to make sure it was still working.  Several things happened during my school day that just got on my nerves, but I made it and left immediately after the buses left. 

As I was sitting in my car just breathing and being thankful that 2:20 had finally arrived, my cell rings and it is the Colonel.  He was calling to tell me that Blake's test results came back for the sore on his knee.  It wasn't staph.  Nope.  It was MRSA.  There is a blessing in that story though for when Blake showed me his knee I had just seen a video at school on MRSA.  We got him an appointment, and the doctor decided to go ahead and start him on an antibiotic.  Praise God for that video, for the open relationship I have with my teenager, and a doctor that had some common sense.  This situation could have been a lot worse. (Please pray with us that his knee will continue to heal.  Thank you.) 

So, with that bit of information added to my yuck day, I come home to just breathe before I go get the Roosters from aftercare.  When I pulled under the carport, I saw a flyer on the door.  It was from SCE&G letting us know that they need to replace our gas line and that any damage to the yard will be corrected.  (This may be a blessing since we have the ugliest yard in the history of the world!)  However, the gas will have to be turned off, and I'm hoping it will all be done before I get home from school as our hot water heater is gas.  After a few moments of alone time at home, I head to get the Roosters.

Got to school to pick up the kids and John Ryan is in the café with an ice pack plastered to the side of his face.  This is what I saw when he pulled the ice pack away...

 

Ouch! 

 

And this is what supper looks like for the family whose cook has had a rough day....

 

 

It is eggplant parmesan.  Guess what?  None of us really like eggplant.  I cook it once in a blue moon just for something different.  After a little hunk of it, I always remember why I don't cook it a lot.  HA!

 

I am well aware that if this is as bad as a day will get then I have much to be thankful for and please know that I am.  I realize that there are tons of people that would gladly trade my day for theirs.  Maybe a better way to describe my day would be frustrating or tiring.  However, whatever adjective I use to describe it, I am thankful that I was given this day and I will try to remember that I am right where God needs me to be today.

 

How was your day?  :)