I am usually not one to review any given week but find myself taking a big look back. I have been so busy just trying to march on, organize and not get freaked out. The weather has been over 100 degrees all week and the Big Picture has been pushed to the background quite a bit this week.
One of my favorite times of the day is about 7 AM when DH leaves for work and I lay in my comfy bed and let my mind wander. Whatever, whoever comes to mind. It is a time of praise and prayer. A time of thanksgiving and awe. It is a time that I truly cherish. It seems the Big Picture is clearer on those days - something like putting on the Armor.
I wished I had remembered putting on the Armor a few times this week. I used to have a 4x6 card on my bathroom mirror that would remind me to do just that - may have to do that again. I think we were given those instructions for a reason - and in today's world, I need all the help I can get. One of the things my dad use to say about religion is that it was for the weak - for those who needed a crutch and there was no place for cripples in our family. We were better than that.
Seems so sad and long ago, now. So much to unlearn, on so many levels. I once heard someone say that Christianity was more about unlearning that learning. For me it seems to be a little of both and when I have a week such as this one, weakness that seems like a negative is really a positive in disguise for I am on top of my game when I am down on my knees.
So thank you, Week! You have driven me closer to where I need to be, where I want to be and you can believe that I won't be leaving the house unprepared next week...
