Lessons from a Good Samaratin

So, do I dare post the reality of my situation? Not that it is really terrible or frightening...just unexpected. Or should I say, expecting?

This has come much to my surprise and is bringing in it's way a lot of sick days. Which is all really good. Really! I lie not. Past experience tells me that sick is what I want...even when I don't think I want it. Heavenly Father has let me learn to appreciate the sick, because after the trial of sick are sweet tiny miracles.

So in all the sickness and trying to mother...which really feels quite challenging in this moment...I have tried to balance attention to family vs. keeping a clean house. Fortunately, the family has won out. Unfortunately, people who visit get to see that the house didn't.

I am learning that family is eternal...not the physical condition of a home.

So, a couple of days ago, I had a remider of the Lord's watchful care. And a sweet lesson on His love. It started with an early morning and a lot of energy expended in the front of the day. By noon I still had not dressed, the dishes were a mile high, tortillas crunched on the front entry way, toys and clothes strewn throughout, books scatterd in toys, a roll of toilet paper to relieve runny noses...and well...it was a big mess....everywhere.

About 2:30, I was at the table, trying to get my bearings and I heard the bell ring. I made like mad for my room and hoped that it was a salesperson. Well, it was my dear neighbor, Linde.

She had stopped over to bring a little...okay, giant tray of cheesecake (which looked and smelled so incredible, but I dared not touch it for I knew it would only last seconds before it told me that was a BAD CHOICE).

And so I went out...in my pj's. It was in this moment that I surveyed the house...EEK.

I was mortified!

And, Linde, so very much living how Jesus would want one to live, said to me,

"Lusche, I call it...creative. It is okay. Don't worry about it."

So lesson one...stop worrying about what man thinks. Because Heavenly Father knows me and my situation. And, really, this is what matters. And true friends, true friends see through the "tuesday mornings".

Lesson two, Heavenly Father watches over all of us.

"Lusche," Linde continued, "every morning, I go out and feed the birds. They come and eat. And then they leave when they are full. They know that I will feed them tomorrow. God will take care of us. He knows what we need and feeds us each day."

I learned some very valuable lessons from her. Thank you, Linde.