In recent weeks my demeanor would be in a classification one might label as frazzled. Yes, I’ve been a bit frayed, a bit grumpy, and sometimes even mean. Terrible I know. I’m not always this way, I’ve had my charming moments as well but lately towards the end of the evening with the homework and the supper, the dishes and the grounds of coffee on the floor I have found myself getting a bit stressed from the hours of 4:01 to 8:37 pm.
Last week I growled and sighed, grumped and rolled my eyes, I was an all around wreck. Finally after I put the last kid back into bed, after I found the last missing homework page, after we gave up ever finding that shoe I made my way to the kitchen. As I pulled out a tea cup and reached for the box of Chamomile I thought to my self: “Everything is about to be alright.” I reached into the box and planned out in my head how I’d sit down on the couch with my Bible and quietly sip my tea in silence. Aah yes, silence. I pulled the tea bag out of the box and began to take it out of it’s paper wrapper when for the first time I noticed the message the good people from Lipton had left for me:
That ministered to me.
Tuesday, 24. October 2006
Isn’t it amazing how the God of the Universe chooses to speak to us?
I am so humbled that He takes the time to communicate with us…….
Tuesday, 24. October 2006
Now THERE is a Holy Ghost moment…
Tuesday, 24. October 2006
“Holy Ghost moment”… and here I was thinking it was a sign of Chamomile addiction.