Thoughts

I have been feeling a little guilty lately about my neglect of the blog (not to mention inputting the privacy list...). However, I am sure that you understand and I don't need to make apologies. We are all well here ... just busy. Finding-our-equilibrium busy. Some days are very full and some days are too full. There is laundry to be done, folded and put away; baby to be fed; three meals to be made; carpets to vacuum; baby to be fed; bathrooms to clean; homework to check; baby to be fed; bums to be wiped (usually while the baby is being fed); son with huge goose egg to pick up early from school; and, you get the picture. Thank God the nights are good. Dave has taken over a late-night feeding with a bottle and is on Isaac duty until the wee hours. This allows me to get a good night's rest. I truthfully don't know how Dave does it as his to-do list is often more expansive than mine. Thankfully he is not a worrier and really lives one moment at a time. In his words, "I can't remember yesterday and thinking about tomorrow would kill me."
However, I, on the other hand, think a bit too much. I did have a revelation of sorts yesterday while on my daily walk. It was about women and our tendency to worry. It went something like this: (I am generalising) Men provide and protect while women nurture and, ummm, worry. What is the point of this worry? To what is it directing us? In other words, how, dear Lord, do I stop? Then it hit me - a line from Scripture:

And Mary pondered these things in her heart.

Was this pondering essentially worry turned over to God? If so, my prayer proceeded, help me, Lord, to ponder these things in my heart; to turn my worry over to you so that even though my mind might be full it is still surrendered to you and free from fretting and worry. And here are some pictures of Isaac.