Did you know that a chocolate chocolate chip muffin is not very good for you at 10:00 at night? Did you know that it goes straight to your butt? Did you know that at this very moment I could care less and just inhaled the second one in as many minutes? And I even had 2 glasses of milk and it was 2% (not skim). 2 seems to be my lucky number this evening. I believe I am sportin' a bit of an attitude tonight. Maybe it's because I am so blessed tired that I can't see straight. Maybe it's because that in the past 24 hrs.I drove home from Louisville, kissed my husband goodbye again (business trip) til Thursday, had family here til midnight (completely enjoyed it and wished they could have stayed), cleaned a house (not mine), dealt with two (there's that number again) sick children, mowed the lawn (just meant to pull weeds), and felt guilty because my 16 yr. old went to work and I didn't get to watch the promised movie with my 8 yr. old. Maybe that's why I'm a little "irritable" tonight. June Cleaver better stay far away this night! Not in the mood for the Prov. 31 woman, not in the least. But you know what? I have a feeling I am not alone. I think I just heard an "Amen, sister!" We are tired, aren't we? We are tired of doing it all. I try very hard to be real in this blog. So may I ask an extremely profound question? Who asked you to do it all? Who asked you to be June Cleaver or the Proverbs 31 woman? Did you know that Proverbs 31 is just a guide to what the perfect woman would be. I don't know if you have read scripture lately, but it is full of very imperfect people God used to change the world for Him. He used a murderer to lead His people out of Egypt. He used an adulterer to lead His people and even called him a "man after His own heart." There is even a harlot in the lineage of God's own Son, Jesus Christ. So why do we feel such guilt and weariness when we can't finish it all? Is it as easy as changing my attitude about me? You know, I had the best time in Louisville with my family, and I have a husband who loves me and God has blessed with a great job! I get to stay home with sick children and hopefully there will be a tomorrow to watch the movie with my sweet boy. Maybe I am blessed (pronounced bless-ed for you Yankees) tired, but I am also very blessed. Except for that 2nd chocolate chocolate chip muffin that has now found it's home in my ever widening butt!

In His Grace and Mercy...