I hope to write a Sunday Afternoon Tea post later today. It may end up being Monday morning if I can't get the fog out of my head. Fuzzy thinking along with sniffing and coughing are sure signs of the Christmas "stuff" going around. I hear there is a flu bug making its' presence felt through town... I'll take the common cold, thank you.
When I arrived home last night (with a little daylight left for the first time in a week), I took off my coat and sat on the Lazy Boy... absolutely amazed I made it through six days. Not "just made it" but I kept up my share of the workload.
I was thinking of a song whose exact words escape me for now... sometimes God calms the storm and sometimes He just gives His child peace "in the storm". That's what He did for me last week. The actual circumstances were far from my preference with horrible driving conditions, long hours with limited breaks, brutal cold (today the wind chill is -20), and then getting sick with a cold on Thursday. Not what I'd asked when I put my order in to Him for last week.
However, as I look back I realize He did provide a miracle. For I had unbelievable strength for the work days and both parents and teenager came through the ice storms safely. Isn't that like life?
It's not what we would prefer most of the time but someday we will look back with the same amazement that we made it through, proud of whatever battle scars we end up with for we know Who gave the strength to not only endure... but have gifts of what we accomplished to lay at His feet (never perfectly done but He never expects perfection). :)