Blessed Even When the Storm Rages

Blessed Even When The Storm Rages

“Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” (James 1:2-4)ย 

 

The day started like every other. The kids got dropped off in sporadic segments. Some got on the bus, and the rest stayed behind. Breakfast was whipped up in a hurry for Doug so that he could get to work with a full belly. Once everyone was where they should be and fed, the fun began. Indeed, it started with colouring and a zillion questions about what was for snack. It’s almost a guarantee that the food questions will start first thing in the morning ๐Ÿ˜‰ Can we have rice krispies squares? No, you guys ate them all yesterday. Did you bake cookies yet? No, we still have some from Tuesday. Can we make muffins? Yes, we can ๐Ÿ™‚

 

As the lemon poppy seed muffins baked, and the movie Frozen played quietly in the background, the toys went everywhere and the laughter was infectious. It was a great morning:) ย After a lunch of spaghetti and croissants, it was clean up and quiet time. Then, as the kids say, the best part of the day comes. And to this end, it was finally, FINALLY nice enough to play outside!!!!!! With the craziest winter PEI has seen in 40 years, it’s been hard to play outside. It’s either been stormy, too cold, too wet or too windy for my littlest monkeys … and for me. But yesterday was a perfect +2 with no wind.

 

The snow was soft enough to play with — both on and in. The snowballs were thrown, mini sliding hills were created, and there was definitely some snow tasting. All in all the day was almost perfect. And then, it began to slowly unravel :/A phone call from a mom saying she would be late because she got hurt at work and spent the day in Emergency, The good news being that she will be fine once the bruises heal. A rush to get my son to Navy League. Around the same time, we had to fix up a box in a room for our cat that picked this particular moment to go into labour.

As soon as we got into the car, I knew something wasn’t right. The drive to Navy League usually takes about thirteen minutes. This trip took a bit longer. All the way, it sounded and felt like a flat tire. However, it was worse. We arrived and as I signed Keagan in, my hubby drove around the parking lot. Then it happened. The axle on my Santa Fe broke. Sigh. A broken axle meant no date night. What it did mean is a tow truck. It also meant trying to find a way home. Lol … it was definitely not the way I had planned to spend my evening. Instead, I got to go for a walk with my hubby (and the dogs) to visit my father in law, while we waited for my brother in law to take us home.

 

But there were pluses to the evening. First, we got to talk about the changes we wanted to make in our lives — without distractions. Yes, we got to hang out without the distraction of portable devices and television. We also got to spend time with hubby’s Dad which is always a bonus. Sure, it wasn’t dinner like we usually do when my son is at navy league. Just a detour from the evening we had originally planned ๐Ÿ˜‰

As we found out, sometimes life goes in a direction you don’t anticipate. Often, at the exact moment you plan to do something else. In those moments, one can complain about what is going wrong with their life, or instead, they can recognize how blessed they are even in the midst of disaster. I chose the latter. Indeed, we chose to make the best of a moment that took in a direction that we would have preferred to avoid. Still, we give thanks because our day was full of the important things in life. That is, laughter, joy, and good conversation. ๐Ÿ™‚

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