There is a rumblie in my tumblie…
I am feeling a little discombobulated… this morning. Yesterday was one of those perfect days… the boys were in the pool having a blast, my mom had made a delicious supper of curry and the weather was spectacular… and then I had to nag and call the boys out of the pool and to get into bed when just vegging out would have been just perfect.
This morning my tummy is rumbling. As I have written, Friday there will be a 100+ people here to celebrate the baptism of the boys and end of school year. This is an outdoor party. The forecast as of this morning on the weather network is calling for thunderstorms and 70% chance of rain.
Here’s the thing, I really do have faith… I believe that God cares about worries, even of the little kind, such as weather. And yet, I am being put to the test… I told Sanj the weather forecast and he looked at me, smiled and said, “I thought you had faith.”
Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. (Heb. 11:1)
Funny how these verses just pop into my head.
I believe, Jesus.
This morning I am off to Oshawa to see my dad for a little visit. That always causes some rumblings in my tummy.
This evening Josh will jump, crawl, leap or skip over the rope into Grade 1. This is causing some rumblings in my tummy too. I feel all these emotions flooding my heart. Six of my boys will have jumped over that rope after today. That’s it. No more Sugarbush trips, no more Apple Orchard trips, no more Secret Sacks or Show and Tell…
My son is so excited to wear his tux tonight. He will be styling… it’s what he does.
He will be grinning his toothless grin.
He will no doubt be silly.
I hope he behaves.
Thank You, Mrs. Herder.
My tummy is rumbling.
It’s going to be a full day.