And I overdid it. Again. It’s hard not to “over do” when you feel good. I was hoping a nights rest would allow recovery from the excessive display of OCD that overcame me yesterday. I hit the ground running when I got up. I slayed the “To Do” list. I washed all the laundries! Swept the whole house! Rearranged the living room furniture. Updated blogs, placed orders, and cleaned my office. Cleaned, cleaned and cleaned some more. I finished all but the hem of lil sister’s new ball gown. Played the piano, cleaned out the frig, cooked some supper, planted a flat of plants, picked up a few sticks, and more folding, washing, and organizing.
That is a superb, productive day; however- Tuesday is moving at a mite slower in pace. The only thing moving quick is my fingers across the keys. All else is bundled in the chair to conserve energy.
So, there are changes afoot, Watson. There are lots of things going on at Easterling Acres. Hunny is expanding his aquaponics by a 2/3 increase. The house/cabin building plans and scope of commitment on the horizon is a bit daunting. You know what’s amazing? I’m not sure why we are always surprised at the way God just provides. He drops things in our lap, in his timing that will suit the problem with a fix. I know that I’m not worthy but somehow through Christ even I (queen 🐝 messer-upper), have found favor. Even with all the blessings we already have, He continually makes provision- but there is a catch. When we wait … for … Him. Such a huge lesson to learn- even for us grown-ups.
To wait upon the Lord.
That’s the worst thing. We don’t like to wait in line at the store. Wait at the driver’s license office. Wait, for supper when you think you are starving. Waiting, for payday or Christmas morning… (Little Sis… 🎄😉)
We ask God for things and then we expect him to be like a cartoon genie in a lamp and poof our requests. God just doesn’t work that way. He is methodical, purposeful, deliberate, and loving with his gifts.
I ‘m not saying he doesn’t answer flare prayers, ’cause I know he does. Not all things that come in a hurry are good. Nor can you appreciate what you have unless at one time you didn’t have it.
God’s been good to me all these years. He just doesn’t stop. I am just aware, thankful, grateful, and appreciative at his care.
Resting and Writing,
Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not. I John 3