There's nothing like a visit with old and dear friends and some very honest discussion to snap you out of a lull. We all need reminders about who we are and what we're about and what we're capable of once in a while. It's such a blessing to have friends who believe and encourage one another, and when necessary, aren't afraid to challenge each other to snap out of it already and stop feeling sorry for yourself!
I've also started reading "Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World" - I'm loving it! As usual, it's a book I've wanted to read for quite a while, and coincidentally, or not, the day I pick it up it's as if she's talking to me and my situation as it exists today. I'm always amazed by God's timeliness.
Also, much kudos to our dear friends. We started our visit on Friday and by Monday, we had coined it the weekend of Blood and Guts. Horrible? Yes. In a tug of war Miss Jibber-Jabber won, not, when she pulled away a toy laptop from her sister only to have it fly right into her nose. Thus, the first time either of my children bled due to injury was on Friday.
Then on Saturday, we think Ms. Chatterbox got food poisoning somehow - from what we're not sure because we ate essentially the same things but none of us got sick. Stomach cramping, and a fever followed and she puked on two beds, one floor, a carpet, countless outfits, and her very own favorite bear over the weekend. By Tuesday, she was holding things down again after some extensive pedialyte and saltine administration. Ughh!
Yes, much kudos to our dear friends who handled it with us in stride. We're still recovering from the holiday weekend. :)