Breathe In. Breathe Out.

Gasp! Has it really been a week since I've posted anything here? You must be hanging on the edge of your seats wondering what is happening to us? Ha! Ha!

Ahh, you know what they say about good intentions. I kept meaning to fill you in all the excitement that occurs 24/7 in our house. You know, like the grocery shopping and the laundry and the cleaning and the cooking and the working and the church attending and the laundry and the dog grooming and the kid wrestling and the yardwork and the laundry and the bill paying and the neigborhood meetings and did I mention the laundry?

If your life is anything like mine, the routine of our days seem to ebb & flow like the waves of the ocean. I wake up, pour the coffee, wake the kids, take a shower, kiss the husband, dress the kids, turn on cartoons, groom myself, kids to preschool, sit at my desk for a few hours, pick the kids up, make dinner, sort the mail, straighten the house, bathe the kids, go to bed; only to wake up the next day to do it all over again.

Ho.Hum. Mundane. Same ole' same ole.

EXCEPT:
If I were homeless, I'd think the routine was a comfort.
If I were dying, I'd find the routine to be healing.
If I were hungry, I'd declare the routine a blessing.
If I were lonely, I'd know the routine was love.
If I were broke, the routine would be so rich.

May God continue to help me find the extraordinary

all around me in this wonderful life I live.