Sunday, April 22, 2007
All dressed up and nowhere to go!
It's Sunday morning. Sunday school is starting. God's people are gathering together for sweet fellowship around the Word and here I sit at home. With three small kids it's not too unusual to be at home sometimes on Sundays because of sickness, but today is different. I actually had a terrible night of sleep (yes, Kate is 6 weeks old now, but I only got 1 1/2, 2, and 2 more hours last night!), but I was able to have Kate fed, take a shower, dress Jo and Ella, and actually make coffee! Jason leaves at 8:00 to pray with the pastors before church. So, he had already begun the 45 min. drive. The kids and I were ready at 8:30 (no small feat!) and were walking out the front door when I realized my keys were not hanging on the hook where they belong. No problem, don't panic! The search for the keys was on! They were nowhere to be found and by this time Jonas and Ella were looking in the flower beds. YIKES! "Don't get dirty! Stop shoveling! Put those sticks down! Get out of the rocks!" With each command I gave, my plan not to lose my sanctification during this process was failing! My voice was getting a little more shrill; my frustration was growing. Still no keys and now Ella trips down the front step and gets a bloody knee. Kate starts screaming (and continues for about 20 minutes). Jonas was cute though running back and forth trying to comfort each sister. It was at about this time that I remembered where the keys were... in the car. Yes, they were locked inside. Thankfully I had not locked the front door behind us yet. There I sat on the front steps holding Ella who was crying. Kate was in her carseat just a few feet away crying, and all I could do was sit there and have a little cry with them. Jonas gave up on us ridiculous women and started running around the yard. My sleep deprived mind at first thought about how unfair this was, but then I decided to count my little blessings... 1, 2, 3 and to take the time to enjoy them... Jonas, Ella, Kate. So, we all ran around the yard in our church clothes for awhile. Dirt washes; tears dry; but these moments we choose to make memories with our children will last forever! I'm enjoying the unexpected time with the kids this morning even though we're all dressed up with nowhere to go.