When I got up this morning and thought about the exciting, busy week we’re heading into, I was tempted to “hit the deck running”. But then I remembered my tendency to be like Martha and get too busy to enjoy the moment.
I’ve heard a quote by Martin Luther…something like, “I pray for two hours every morning except when I’m really busy. Then I pray for three.”
I’m not nearly as noble as Martin Luther, but I did spend some time in my magic chair this morning, and then Simon and I headed out for our morning stroll. I made an encouraging joke to myself: “Some morning prayer and a morning stroll – good for the body and good for the soul!” And it was good – so good.
As Simon and I walked along, I thought about my beautiful daughter, who will be getting married in just a few days. What delight she has brought us! I thanked God for Dan, her fiancé, who seems to have been made to order. And I prayed for their life together.
A few wedding details and questions shoved their way to the front of my mind, and with a deliberate effort I moved them aside and asked the Lord to remind me of them when I got home and had a pencil and paper in front of me.
As I walked, I thought about Dan’s family, who will be flying in from Maryland soon. I thanked God for keeping them all safe as “Hurricane Irene” swept through their neighborhood over the weekend.
I thought about my sister from Texas. How good it will be to see her and the rest of our extended family!
I started to mentally count the out-of-town guests who will be coming, and I lost track at around 40. I decided to go through the list again and say a prayer for each of them…and I did that for awhile; but then I started to wonder who would be eating at our house and when…and if we had enough sandwich stuff. And this and that and this and that.
And I still have not decided which shoes “the mother of the bride” is going to wear. And I need to make an appointment to get my nails done, and … It’s a good thing Simon knows our walking route because my mind was a million miles away running hither and yon – praying one minute and planning the next.
I’m so excited I can’t stand it! There’s hardly anything I like better than having a big bustling houseful of people and feeding them and making them comfortable. In the last few days my crock pot has had a work-out like it never has before! We’re going to have a couple of big meals before the wedding is actually here. We’ll have hamburgers and grill some chicken, but I’m also planning to have pasta shuta, and pulled pork, and refried beans.
Fortunately John has been a voice of sanity, insisting that we can buy tortillas instead of making them.
And John – my precious husband! I need to remember that our own wedding anniversary is right in the middle of all this other wonderful craziness.
I hope we have time to play some games while everyone is here. And I was just thinking about Ethan and Angelina. (Their mommy, Sarah, is dating our Matthew so I call them my someday grandkids.) We’ll have to think about something fun to do when they visit us on Friday while Sarah and Matthew go to the bachelor and bachelorette parties.
So here I am, writing a blog post – forcing myself to relax and still my mind. Every once in a while I just let out a scream ’cause there’s so much to think about, but more often I laugh out loud. It’s all so much fun!
I have a growing to-do list here beside the computer, but shoot – we still have more than 150 hours before the wedding!