***The tone of this post is humor, so please do not take me or yourself too seriously when you read it.***
This week has just been one of those weeks (again). I wonder how people can truly survive without laughter because it is the reason I maintain some sense of sanity (whatever that is....).
Yesterday, I literally fell out of bed getting up for the day. You just have to love grace and all those things it takes to climb out of bed......things I obviously did not have yesterday.
I did, however, manage to make it to Cycle class and not fall off the bike, which has happened before (please do not burst my bubble by pointing out that a cycle bike doesn't move....).
I came home and discovered that I had been assigned to memorize a poem and record it for my AP Literature Class. I can hardly remember my name some days, how am I supposed to memorize a poem....in two weeks no less!
Today, I managed not to fall out of bed....my self-esteem started out the day pretty high you could say. I wore my favorite hoodie just to celebrate (not really....it was just what was closest when I climbed out of bed).
Of course, that didn't last very long because Virginia weather is terribly bi-polar and it is not uncommon to go through all four seasons in one day. I went from a hoodie to a long sleeve shirt to a short sleeve "flowy" blouse to whatever I grabbed after spilling something on my "flow."
I totally killed (as in tortured) an apostrophe quiz in my AP course because floating commas confuse me and I have the attention span of a gnat. I studied beforehand but all the terms got jumbled in my head and the floating commas just floated all over the place.
I then decided to paint my nails (I don't know why, sometimes you just have got to do something wacky in the middle of your day.....plus I can multi-task while they dry).....of course, picking a color is a whole three hour ordeal, especially when you own practically every color of nail polish invented.....EXCEPT the one you want to use!
So my nails are now black. Why? Because black goes with everything and I couldn't decide and if you're going to wear a white shirt, you might as well paint your nails black while wearing your white shirt. Living dangerous/adventurously and all that.
Now I am sitting here typing this out instead of studying that poem I talked about that I need to memorize. My hair looks like it has a bird or two are living in it and I haven't put on make-up today; I am horribly disorganized and frazzled and I have no idea what the rest of my day will hold. Even still, I am blessed.
Even in the craziness and disappointment and less than graceful moments, I serve a good God. He made laughter so I could laugh instead of cry during my (not so) glamorous days. I feel like even God is laughing this week.
Oh well, we all have our (not so) glamorous days....some more than others. God has a way of working everything out and making everything beautiful in its time....even messy hair, black nails, graceless moments, and crazy floating commas.
And that is the current sum of the (not so) glamorous day(s) in the life of Lydia.
What do workers gain from their toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.
Ecclesiastes 3:9-11
A glad heart makes a happy face; a broken heart crushes the spirit.
Proverbs 15:13
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