Saturday September 12 2015 SCHEDULE?  WHAT SCHEDULE?

 

A wonderful Saturday.  Started early.  Awake at 4:30 a.m., up at 5:20 a.m. and by 6:30 a.m. finally situated comfortably in the place I was supposed to be.  I’m recycling!  Trying very diligently to be in bed by 9:00 p.m. to 9:30 p.m. so my body wakes naturally between 4:30 a.m. and 5:00 a.m.  SO TOUCHDOWN!  Today it finally happened.  I was as happy as a clam.  Let’s see if I can make it happen two days in a row.

The place I am “supposed to be” (according to me) is downstairs by 6:30 a.m., showered, dressed, and breakfast eaten, to spend time with God.  It is my favorite time of day.  It was still dark with just a hint of shadowy outlines of trees.  A beautiful, magical moment.  Just me and the Lord.  It’s as if I can feel the Lord waiting for me there.   I know God dwells within me at all times, but there are times when I need to position myself in a still, quiet place to hear His voice.  And when I do just that He is always willing to speak to me.  He speaks to me in my thoughts.  New thoughts come to mind and I just start writing them as quickly as they come.  He has a beautiful way of speaking.  He tells me how much He loves me.  He bids me to come and rest in His presence.  He gives me words of encouragement, never condemnation.  Oh, sometimes He will bring up things that I need to work on, but it is always spoken in love.  I do not hear the future revealed, nor words about others.  When He speaks to me, He speaks to my situation and not someone else’s.  I marvel at His words to me.  It is so amazing to commune with God, the Creator of the universe.  I am in awe, and reverence, and delighted, all at the same time.  I talk to Him as if He is right there in my room sitting beside me.  Sometimes I can even picture Him in the room with me.

Well, today was no exception.  He met me in the quiet of the morn.  Oh how I have missed my quiet mornings.  Hopefully I will be able to get settled into a routine now.  The changes that happened when I arrived home were quite remarkable.  Here I was, home from 4 months of travel, a few days later I had a very sick husband in the hospital for several days, then lots of running to infusions and doctor appointments, both his and mine, surgery scheduled for me, Dave getting sick again with the return of the infection, more antibiotic transfusions, monitoring blood sugar, trying to settle in and make a routine, creating a new eating program for Dave, cooking and preparing meals and menus, staying up too late writing my blog at night, and the list goes on…But today was the first day that I thought perhaps a routine would work again.  AND I LOVED IT!  Getting back in my library early in the morning to be with God was the first giant step to my normalcy.  Dave might beg to differ.  I can just hear him saying, “Normal? Nothing you do is ever normal”.  Does he know me, or what?

In one aspect things are slowly getting back to normal.  I had two calls for helping others with photo shoots they could not do today.  One was to photograph a wedding and the other, a large family photo session at Olbrich Gardens.  Before I left in March I was always receiving calls from people needing some sort of photography service.  That was one reason I had to escape Wisconsin when I did in order to break the tie of me always saying yes.  Well, today I would have said yes to both had it been possible.  However, I was already booked with a previous engagement with company coming to my home for the day.  We had a wonderful lunch, a time for sharing and then time to spend together talking about the Lord.  It was a long, wonderful day. 

Oh, by the way, I do want to mention that I did get my two lasagnas put together yesterday.  All total it took almost 5 hours from start to finish.  The larger one is now in the freezer awaiting its trip to Branson.  In a glass dish.  I will take it frozen, along with a stack of other frozen foods, packing them as insulators for each other that they remain frozen during transportation.  Maybe I won’t need to cook anything while I’m gone.  Maybe I won’t have to do anything at all when I am gone???  I guess that will not be.  Dave has been diagnosed with a large hernia and cannot lift or stress the hernia.  He has a surgery consultation this week and we’ll see what is to happen in regards to our trip.  Hopefully, if surgery is needed he will be able to have it on our return.  That means I’ll be doing the packing and lifting.  I guess there goes our “routine” (of one day) if he does need the surgery.  I hope he is able to have it so it will not continue to open larger.  He is still able to do most normal activities.

 

THE LORD DETERMINES MY STEPS

By Kathleen Martens

September 12, 2012

 

Predictable and unchanging? 

That is not our typical day.

The synonym of ROUTINE

Is not showing the way.

 

Every day different

Than the day before.

And time is gobbled up

Before I can score.

 

I just never know

What news may pop up,

Or where we’ll be

When it’s time to sup.

 

Sometime it’s E.R.

A world of its own,

As if the word “routine”

In my vocabulary unknown.

 

So each day comes,

No two are alike.

 I might as well give up

And go take a hike!

 

MAYBE THE UNKNOWN IS MY ROUTINE!

So I must tend as if it is.

By being prepared for the new

And making everything my biz!

 

It is never boring,

And there is always surprise

When each day when I awaken

And open my eyes.

 

But I can still dream

And hope for the best

And that’s just what I’ll do

After my daily rest.

 

PROVERB 16:9:

“IN HIS HEART A MAN PLANS HIS COURSE,

BUT THE LORD DETERMINES HIS STEPS”

 

Hope your Saturday was as wonderful as mine.  Being with a friend is what made mine so special!

God bless you.