Version 1
Today was a typical Monday. I woke up and made the bed, changed a diaper, and made Brooke breakfast. There was hardly any food in the house except for some cookies Thomas brought home against my will and because I was starving, I ate them for breakfast and then felt guilty for eating such an unhealthy breakfast. I played with Brooke for a couple of hours until it was time for her nap. While she was napping I spent my time relaxing on the phone with an insurance agent so I could figure out which network our new policy is with. After half an hour the only information I gained was that I needed to call somewhere else because she didn't have the information I needed. While Brooke finished up her napping, I emailed a professor about an assignment I had done wrong and made a grocery list. Later in the afternoon we made our way to Dillon's and the lady at the deli counter gave me the wrong kind of turkey. I asked her about it and she informed me that the kind she had cut for me was better than the kind I had asked for, which in her opinion, was a bit rubbery. When I knew it was about 6pm I looked at the clock and saw in actuality that it was only 3pm. Lucky me, I still had time to make some bread, wash the sheets, clean the kitchen, and change several hundred more diapers! As I began to get my school things together I realized that I did not have class after all because of fall break, so Thomas and I went on an evening run instead. For 31 minutes it seemed there were thousands of rusty knives twisting through my ribs, then we were home. I finished off the night on the couch with about two hours worth of homework. Gotta love Mondays!
Version 2
I woke up to the cheerful sound of Brooke's morning voice "hi" in her crib, repeatedly, which is her new way of waking me up. She greeted me with a smile as I made her favorite breakfast, egg and cheese on toast. I had not gotten groceries on the weekend like usual but luckily there was one egg left for my pretty little lady! We played blocks and watched the morning news together. When she got tired, I read her a story and she went right to sleep. I called the insurance company to find out which network our new policy covers. I'm so excited that we finally have an insurance policy that will actually cover some of our health care costs! Did I mention how blessed we are to have health insurance? According to keithhennessy.com, 1 in 6 Americans do not have health insurance! I had time while Brooke was sleeping to read a devotional and spend some time thanking my heavenly father for yet another day, among many other things. When Brooke woke up it was grocery time. Did I mention we actually own a car that got us to the store to buy readily available groceries? Only 8% of the world population owns a car! (ecofuture.org) It was quite a productive afternoon. I was able to make bread for Brooke (homemade bread = less preservatives), wash our sheets and clean the kitchen. I was so excited when I remembered I did not have my usual three hour Monday night class due to fall break. Thomas and I took Brooke for a run when he got home from work and my legs carried me 3.1 miles! When we got back home I showered with FRESH, HOT water (only 62% of the world has access to sanitary water. water.org)and then kissed my baby girl good night. After a couple of hours reading some fascinating Psychology material, I logged on to be connected to the world all while sitting in my own home office. When I really think about it, I know I do not deserve all of the blessings I have, but God loves me enough to give them to me anyway. He is so good!
What kind of Monday did you have, version 1 or version 2? :)
Lindsey, your perspective is so refreshing, and so honorable to the way we are supposed to look at this gift of life God gave us. I had a "monday" of a morning yesterday....rushed out the door to get Grant to story time, and as I got him in the car, I noticed something purple smeared on my arm. I used a wipe to frantically try to clean off what I thought was bird poop (really!!!?), then I sat in the car for another ten minutes waiting for the car to start. But we got there, and story time was a relaxing group just playing at their stations, and Grant and I shared a bagel together after...where I discovered that the purplish goo, which was also on Grant's pants, was probably just some remnants of his blueberry oatmeal. God cares about our little things...but He wants us to notice the Big things mostly. Thanks for this article...I needed it!
ReplyDeleteWow, Lenz. This really made me think. I get caught up in Version 1 all too often. Thanks for such a fresh look.
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