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Ordinary Day

Today was a Monday. A normal homeschool day; with moments of true joy. My son narrated a story and I wrote it down. About a Little Mouse who went on a journey to three different habitats and ended up running away from a burrowing owl. He read a book about blood because honestly, he wanted to prove me wrong, but the point is he PICKED UP A BOOK and read it on his own. And this afternoon he was a little upset about spelling so he asked to play the piano. And then he made up a song and wrote it down so he can remember it. Ah, my heart. My 7.5 year old wrote a song :) How happy does it make me that he loves the piano and that it is an emotional outlet for him?

Today was a Monday. A normal, screw-up-kind of day. I forgot to put something on the calendar that I should have done months ago. I yelled because my son wasn't being grateful enough for what he had...he always seems to want "more." I didn't finish my to-do list. Do I ever?

Today was a Monday. A God-has-big-mercy day. I can feel it. From accepting my repentance of yelling at my son to my forgetfulness. Tomorrow I will apologize to Nathan for it as well and he will say "okay mommy." God loves me. My kiddo loves me too. Second most, because he knows God loves me, and him, most.

Today was a Monday. A cry-as-I-do-my-bible-study day. Because most mornings the Holy Spirit convicts me of something I'm insanely grateful for. Today it was that I believe that Jesus is the Son of God and that in believing in His name I will have eternal life. Eternal life. There's something completely extra-ordinary to be focusing on during this, the most ordinary of days.

Today was a Monday. And I'm grateful for every moment.

Tomorrow is Tuesday. I pray I'm just as grateful for the ordinariness of that as well.

What was your day? What was ordinary? What was amazing? What has rocked your socks off? What has brought you to your knees?

Celebrate each thing because it's all making you who you are, on this journey that hopefully leads you right up to the arms of Jesus.


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