I don’t know where anyone got the idea that summer is slow and lazy, because it sure isn’t that way around here! We’ve been enjoying the summer at a hectic pace: 4H and the County Fair, Six Flags, a week-long visit from the cousins, orthodontist appointments, homeschool activities, and never-ending mowing and garden work. It makes me tired just thinking about everything we’ve been doing - and the list of things I’ve yet to accomplish!
We want to paint the house this summer. I want to make a shelf/cupboard in my dining room. I need to work on lessons for the Feast of Tabernacles for the kids. I need to put some finishing touches (okay, maybe a lot of touches) on the upcoming school year. I want to make another music slide show for the Feast. And if I am ever looking for something to do, we need to replace the fencing all around the property. Oh, and Ron wants to build a room in the basement.
It’s easy to start to feel overwhelmed and exhausted just thinking of what’s on my plate. But when I start getting stressed at all there is to do, I stop myself and praise God that He’s given me all of this to do. He’s blessed me with a great place to live and a wonderful family to live with. I have lots of interests; I am NOT bored. My days may be packed, but I am, to quote a cliche, too blessed to be stressed.
As I muse on the summer and its activities, I happen to notice that my dog is snoring. My dogs stay up all night, barking at coyotes and owls. Subsequently, they sleep all day. That’s probably where the phrase, the dog days of summer, comes from.
We want to paint the house this summer. I want to make a shelf/cupboard in my dining room. I need to work on lessons for the Feast of Tabernacles for the kids. I need to put some finishing touches (okay, maybe a lot of touches) on the upcoming school year. I want to make another music slide show for the Feast. And if I am ever looking for something to do, we need to replace the fencing all around the property. Oh, and Ron wants to build a room in the basement.
It’s easy to start to feel overwhelmed and exhausted just thinking of what’s on my plate. But when I start getting stressed at all there is to do, I stop myself and praise God that He’s given me all of this to do. He’s blessed me with a great place to live and a wonderful family to live with. I have lots of interests; I am NOT bored. My days may be packed, but I am, to quote a cliche, too blessed to be stressed.
As I muse on the summer and its activities, I happen to notice that my dog is snoring. My dogs stay up all night, barking at coyotes and owls. Subsequently, they sleep all day. That’s probably where the phrase, the dog days of summer, comes from.
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