The Plans We Make

The Plans We MakeHappy Wednesday!

Things rarely ever go the way we planned them out in our head.

Sometimes, even though we don’t know it, it is a blessing and sometimes it can be a huge nuisance. But if we stop for just a minute, even in the crazy moments that are a nuisance, we can find joy and we can find beauty and peace.

The Plan

Take this morning for instance, we finally got all of our boxes packed and moved out to the land. Today is Mother’s Day. I was very excited to be able to wake up at the land and see the beauty before me. In my head the last couple of days I planned this moment out. I would get up before everyone else, read my devotionals, and have a nice cup of coffee out on the deck overlooking the beautiful woods.

The Reality!

All started off well, I was able to start my Bible study with a cup of nice, hot coffee. But then the chaos started. The cat was crying outside wanting to be let in and then wouldn’t stop scratching and crying at the door to get to his dad. i was finally able to calm him down. I finished my study, made my second cup of coffee and headed outside. And then I remembered the dogs. There was no way I was getting by them without them seeing or hearing me. They are puppies 1 1/2 and 2 year old black labs. They are so hyper and they’re new to each other so they’re fighting a lot, but they won’t leave each others side.

As I come out of the camper the newest one (Charlie), who is a year-and-a-half doesn’t recognize me and starts growling and barking. The one that we’ve had since he was a puppy (Clutch) does not like that he’s growling at me. He jumps on him and starts attacking him. I think he is going to eat him alive! And me stuck in the middle of all of it, in my pajamas with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders. Coffee spilling everywhere!

This is not the morning that I imagined. I finally make it to the deck only to have both of them try to crawl up underneath my legs and the bench. If you know black labs you know that a year-and-a-half to two years old is a big dang dog that does not fit under a bench, much less two of them!

I finally get them off the deck. Then it happens…they take off to the river and they come back and run cross the grass into the woods. Dogs, finally free from runners and small decks, who get to run and explore and play in the river and just enjoy life. And then there’s the quiet, the fog is lifting and the sun is rising and there’s a chill in the air.

And it is beautiful!

So, are we gifted these moments all the time, but too busy to see them? Do we see beauty in the messed up plans? Are We able to see beauty in the chaos? Or do we just get upset and miss the glory of God right before out eyes? God’s mercies are new every morning and so is His unmerited favor. But you have to open your eyes to see it. You have to release the crazy and stop and listen to the birds sing God’s praises, watch the sun come up, or feel chill of the morning air. If you do this you will see God’s blessings each and every day!


Updates

Since we have moved out to the camper, where we do not have internet, posting new posts may be a little hard. I do have a new Menu Plan for you and I have a Guest Post on Honing into Home by my dear friend Cristine!!! I am so very excited about the guest post! If you struggle with dealing with strong personalities then you should really check out this post from last week!! And remember you can always go to The Quiet Homemaker’s home page and see the latest posts there!!

 

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Blessings,

Amy

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