Apparently, I forgot

Somehow, in my exhaustion, my frustration, my whining, and worrying – I forgot.

. . . How could I forget that You’ve always been the King of the World . . .

Sometimes, what I need most is SILENCE and time to remember Who is the King of the World.

I forgot that God drew us to the right farm, in the right location, at the right time of my life.  He knew how old my children were, how much I loved my new home.   . . . How could I forget that You’ve always been the King of the World. . .

After 48 hours of as much silence as I could get and keep, time with the Christmas music uninterrupted, time to ignore the phone, ignore all of the stuff that pulls me one way and another, time to worship all by myself, time to miss my normal worship buddies, time to enjoy Christmas lights, time to calm down . . . and remember . . .

Great is Thy Faithfulness . . .

What Joy is Found in communion with You . . .

So, I went to the farm – which I don’t hate – and checked in on the goats today.  They were happily eating leaves, and I was happy that they were there.  I think they will spend time at my sister’s though so we don’t have to drive back and forth so much while we are not on vacation.  My husband, who received an actual apology, is making plans for the vacations of next year.  We might skip out of town for a weekend in January.  I did get my eyeglasses and contacts ordered.   I mailed the DNA test I needed to mail.  I checked in on my mother-in-law.  I got the 14th extension cord of the Christmas decorating season – maybe the last.  The cumbersome Christmas tree is up – less one 3ft. section and 80% lighted.  It’s in progress.  We might get the ornaments on it before Christmas Eve – or I might enjoy it until June – whatever!  I have great praying friends who will pray for me when I am un-necessarily crazy – and I will remember who is King of the World and who is not.

I am pretty sure that the last remnants of my selfish streak may extend to total control of the radio and Christmas music ad nauseum!  Let’s play Pentatonix and Natalie Grant and old favorites and Casting Crowns – until my “real singers” are all together to make a mother’s heart glad!