There was barely time to be interrupted today! This morning we spent some time getting the house ready for guests we have coming for Easter dinner tomorrow, went to the final day of the Teenie Harris exhibit at the Carnegie Museum of Art, came home for lunch, then went to my in-laws for the rest of the day. Of course, we got home way later than I had hoped, no one's fault, really, but I sure wanted someone to blame. So I was stressing on the way home, anticipating all that needed to be done before I could go to bed ... which is what I really wanted to do asap.
So, here I am, doing the final thing I really need to do before bed: blogging. The baskets are out. My wonderful husband got the clues all ready for the kids to find their little gifts from "the bunny." Baked french toast is in the fridge. The family room and kitchen counters are organized. Now, all I know is that I need to get to worship tomorrow morning, because this evening I went straight to my frantic place when I felt like life was suddenly out of MY control.
My husband's response? No chastisement, no lecture, no "'get over yourself." He simply helped me: got our new coffee pot up and running, wrote out the clues, watched a short show with me while I nursed Katherine, hid candies around the family room with me.
He was kind when I needed kindness, but sure didn't deserve it.
As a result and before I knew it, I'd calmed down inside and was enjoying all I needed to do. There's still more to be done, but there is time tomorrow.
Tomorrow is Easter, which reminds me of this:
Or do you show contempt for the riches of his kindness, tolerance and patience, not realizing that God’s kindness leads you toward repentance? Romans 2:4
It's almost Easter. May God's kindness lead us all to repentance (AND GREAT REJOICING!)
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