Satan has blown his cover. I now know to expect something– a broken appliance, a swarm of insects, some bizarre health issue, to be thrown in my path as soon as I determine to wake up early and follow a plan that will lead me into more productivity as a mom and teacher. It’s happened one too many times to be coincidental. Two days ago, I found myself staring at the ceiling, unable to move because my neck and back were “thrown out”. So much for 15 minutes in the yard, a walk on the treadmill, and an early quiet time in my favorite chair. Our three week break had ended and I had planned to start Language Arts lessons again. Now, I was just hoping to be able to get up out of bed.
But really, why should I be surprised? If I stop to think about it, this is nothing new. After all, how could I forget my very first day homeschooling. Ah, yes, I remember waking that sunny morning in September to see a virtual highway of ants wending their way through my living room and into my kitchen. I mean millions. It would have been amazing if I hadn’t had a plan for my day, an infant to care for, and a toddler and a preschooler wanted to play with them all.
I am learning to take these almost predictable snafus almost as a compliment. Apparently, my work as a mother and teacher is significant enough to warrant a little opposition. And it is really small stuff. I’m not enduring opposition in my work like my brothers and sisters in other countries. But still, these little hassles have the power to waylay my good intentions and attitudes. They have often done just that. But now I am more determined than ever to stay the course when these moments come. After all, God does allow them to happen.
I’m happy to report that I did manage to get out of bed by 8:30 and Language Arts lessons did get done. And guess what? My kids got to complete a lesson I hadn’t planned for the day… making lunch and dinner!
“In all things God works for the good of those that love Him and are called according to His purpose.”
So true. Thanks for the reframe of stressful situations.
Wow, Elizabeth. The same thing happened to me! I had prayed with two different people about my paralyzing back pain when my daughter called to tell me her knees hurt so bad that she could hardly stand.
That’s when it hit me! “Did you read my blog?” I asked her. “This is an attack on both of us!” And right then with her on the phone, I prayed differently.
Instead of asking for God’s healing, I claimed the authority given me in Jesus’ name and I stood firm in my armor and resisted the devil expecting God’s promise that he would flee. (I got my “mad” voice on.)
I’m glad to know I’m not alone in this battle.
Praying for you, my friend.
BTW I love the animation at the top of this post. 🙂
This is great!