November 8, 2008 | Mama Smith

rewriting the unexpected days

Levi always wants to be wherever B is. And yes, they both HORRIBLY need haircuts…anyone wanna come over and take care of that??

With a project pushed forward for Matthew, demanding a full weekend of work, and our car deciding to flatten it’s tire, I am left on this gorgeous Saturday carless and husbandless.

But to my surprise, the morning has past quickly with a walk to the park, fort building in the pile of leaves and a walk to our local soda shop for burgers and milkshakes. And I suppose cleaning up dog vomit in the backyard, finally scrubbing our toilet, and mopping the foul kitchen floor (after Kai had attacked 2 bags of flour while we were gone last week) helped pass it’s fair share of time as well. It’s not ALL glamorous and quaint around here.

I have been surprised that today has not involved my typical survival mode when my routine is thrown out of whack (a no husband, no car weekend), but rather I’ve found myself actually enjoying the boys, cleaning our house, and being outside under the falling leaves.

I’m so tired of frantically trying to control life and when the unexpected occurs, letting myself sink into a draining victim-mentality or mere survival mode. I want to see Jesus rewrite these sorts of days. I want to learn to rest more. To enjoy more and demand less – of myself, Matthew and these little growing boys. And I’m so glad He wants this for me way more than my puny desire for it right now. Because He’s the only one who can change the dark-side of my type-A DNA wired self.

Brighton’s attempt to catch my aunt’s chickens during our stay with my grandparents last week

Levi wasn’t as fond of the chickens…or the tractor

Brighton, on the other hand, LOVED riding the tractor with my uncle Bob and everything about the farms. He was hoping one of my aunts, uncles or grandparents would adopt him so he could stay in York forever.