Being Tired
One of my mottos in life is found in the book of Galatians. It reads "So let's not allow ourselves to get fatigued doing good. At the right time we will harvest a good crop if we don't give up, or quit." (Galatians 6:9 The Message) I've shortened it to read "never tire of doing good." I'm really trying to live up to that... the doing good part. I seem to fall short more than I succeed. Lately I've been asking myself "why?"
Recently my two oldest started school. Because of the curriculum and the nature of their school (it's a magnet school emphasizing in sports), they can come home really tired. They leave for school at 6:40 and don't return home until 3:00 (they ride the bus). Some days are better than others, but I can see it in their eyes and tell by their attitude that they are really tired.
Last night, after dinner, I really wanted to go for a walk with my family. It was about 7:00 and a beautiful night out. I knew that they still needed a bath; I knew that Hannah still had reading to do; I knew that Zoe grows very irritable after 7:30. I knew all these things but tempers were short at home and I thought a good walk would help get everyone's mind off of whatever was bothering them. The walk started out nicely. We walked up to University Ave down to the Ralphs shopping center and then back home. Before we got up to a nice pace Mackenzie asked why we were walking. "Are we going to get a Slurppie?" "Are we going to get some ice cream?", she asked. It then turned into somewhat of a whine fest until we got almost home and then turned into a "hold me I'm too tired to walk" fest. Mistake!
What I thought would be a good thing turned into a fiasco. We still got the kids in bed before 8:00 (baths and all). But is was just too rushed. I think we're going to have to have dinner at 5:30 from now on. That task will be hard, but that's for another post.
If you think of me and my family in the next few days, please remember to say a prayer for us.
Recently my two oldest started school. Because of the curriculum and the nature of their school (it's a magnet school emphasizing in sports), they can come home really tired. They leave for school at 6:40 and don't return home until 3:00 (they ride the bus). Some days are better than others, but I can see it in their eyes and tell by their attitude that they are really tired.
Last night, after dinner, I really wanted to go for a walk with my family. It was about 7:00 and a beautiful night out. I knew that they still needed a bath; I knew that Hannah still had reading to do; I knew that Zoe grows very irritable after 7:30. I knew all these things but tempers were short at home and I thought a good walk would help get everyone's mind off of whatever was bothering them. The walk started out nicely. We walked up to University Ave down to the Ralphs shopping center and then back home. Before we got up to a nice pace Mackenzie asked why we were walking. "Are we going to get a Slurppie?" "Are we going to get some ice cream?", she asked. It then turned into somewhat of a whine fest until we got almost home and then turned into a "hold me I'm too tired to walk" fest. Mistake!
What I thought would be a good thing turned into a fiasco. We still got the kids in bed before 8:00 (baths and all). But is was just too rushed. I think we're going to have to have dinner at 5:30 from now on. That task will be hard, but that's for another post.
If you think of me and my family in the next few days, please remember to say a prayer for us
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