You are welcome to stop by any time, but if you came today, you might question my homemaking skills somewhat.
If you visited my dining room, the table would be strewn with large maps and other documents. Our centerpiece is pushed to the side and placemats are stacked up. My husband is working on his final project for his class, and this is his worktable!
If you dare, venture upstairs and go into our hall bathroom. The washcloth laying on the countertop isn't artfully tossed there for decoration. Selena is sick, and her little nose is a constant fountain. That cloth is there to wipe face and hands, and to provide some cool relief.
In our master bedroom, the bed is made, but there are toys on its comforter. On our nightstands, there is Lena's thermometer and vaseline (you might guess what the vaseline is for), a cloth diaper, and a coaster with a mug of chicken broth. Mommy and baby are both sick, and everything must be at hand's reach!
In the nursery, soft music plays, and a stuffed up baby gets the sleep she needs. There is a stack of board books by the glider, for sick times are the best snuggle and read times!
You may not find perfection in my little home today, (or any day, for that matter!), but you will find:
a vacuumed floor for my little crawler,
plenty of cuddly blankets,
the aroma of dinner in the crock pot,
My hair may be pulled back in a ponytail, but my arms are open to give hugs to my loved ones.
My voice may be scratchy, but I will still sing to my baby.
My table may have papers strewn all over it, but my husband will find a cup of coffee and a listening ear when he is ready to take a break from his work.
I tend to get anxious when I feel that my house isn't in order. Last night, after I put Selena to sleep, I was dragging out the vacuum cleaner because I found a couple of damp and misshapen Cheerios on the floor in the office. I was ready to vacuum the whole house at the expense of my daughter's sleep until my wise husband told me to put the vacuum down. The rugs and the vacuum would be there tomorrow. And they were! And I got to spend some quality time with Mr.S that I would have missed.
Today, as I read of the sadnesses that others are going through and as I went through my prayer list just feeling grieved, it struck me that I need to focus on what is important.
The love I share with Mr.S, Selena, and all of my family and friends will last into their futures. Taking the time to encourage, to comfort, to pray is essential.