Great Expectations

You know ... I always have great expectations when it comes to writing. I always think there will be more time in my day or that with the time I have left in a day, I'll be alert and creative. HAH! When reality sets in, it stinks!

I'm thankful for weekends because that really is my only time to write. I was able to finish Week 9 of the Revelation study today and let me tell you that I had to fight to find the time to do it! I woke up this morning with great expectations. Only to realize that I had left all of my notes at work. And, I had to go get food for the animals and food for my husband. I finally got all of that done and I was home by 1:30. Then, Max wanted to chat and then I was just pooped (that's another story - I wish my sleep habits were more normal ... sigh). So, I finally got around to writing about 4:30. I am writing a 5 lesson/week study. So, I had 3 1/2 lessons left to write. Yikes!

But, prayer and a bit of endurance got me to this point today. I'm finished with the week's work and tomorrow afternoon I can focus on the lesson that I have to teach. That means I desperately need to sleep well tonight so that I don't have to take a long nap tomorrow afternoon.

It occurs to me that I do a lot of complaining in this blog. Gracious, I don't think I really mean to sound that way! I am so thankful for the time that I do have to write. It will never be enough. Even when I was out of work and at home every day, I didn't have enough time to write.

But, today, God heard my cries for help. I was annoyed when Max wanted supper! {giggle}. I didn't want to have to stop writing and take care of him. As soon as I was up and dealing with his supper, the animals thought they should have a share of my time, too! As I stood outside waiting for Leica to go to the bathroom, I muttered and complained to God about all of this. I'm hoping He just laughed at me. Then, Max wanted more of my time! Just to talk to me! What was he thinking? He knew I was desperate to get these lessons finished. Again, I hope God just laughs at me. I know that I'm so very wrong with my bad attitude.

And ... I got finished after all. With God's help and patience with a mouthy, whiny girl. I'm so thankful that my life is ruled by this God. He measures justice with grace and loves us each as individuals ... right where we are. He pushes us to grow, but never stops loving us. I've got it pretty good.