"Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain." Psalm 127:1
So the question is: do I walk alone?
I get up in the morning and get busy: take care of the house, clean here and there, get ready for school, for work. I get there, and get busy once again, so busy that I never have time to look at the clock. Six PM rings and it's time to go home. I can't feel tired. I barely have time to relax. Since I am not Super-Whoever (and what do I know about aliens, anyway? :-D) I feel my strength diminish, bit by bit... Wait a minute.
I get up in the morning and get busy: coffee's smell soon perfumes the house. Cereals are in the bowls, pancakes are warm and tasty, everything is ready for everyone. I take the big one to school, the little one follows me to the market. I clean here and there. I listen, I smile, I cheer. Do not kid yourself, relationships do take work. I'm happy, but why do I feel tired? Wait a minute. :-)
I see this little inscription in a corner of the room. A quote delicately painted in blue, on a wooden plate decorated with flowers and cute birds. Someone--I forgot who--offered it to me years ago. It is one of these things in the house that I see without seeing anymore. Why does it catch my eyes this morning?
"In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat--for He grants sleep to those He loves." Psalm 127:2
For some reasons, it makes me feel less guilty about taking that much needed nap.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
The Builder of the House
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4 comments:
There's a reason to this madness; life is spent trying to figure it out. Take time to meditate. Filter out the good and bad. Appreciate it. Balance.
yep, Pixie. I'm still pondering your words and sipping in the wisdom... :)
Yes Nathalie, great switch - try to always relish in the little things in life. They certainly make life worthwhile. Instead of stopping to smell the flowers, breathe in the aroma of fresh brewed coffee, and notice the pony tail on the little girl dancing down the street. Life is busy, but it is what we make it. Make it good!
Cheryl, thank you for the reminder. I'm off to the kitchen to smell the coffee. ;-)
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