I revisited a post that I wrote a couple of years ago–
Do the Next Right Thing.
As I’m digging my way slowly out of the summer-dump-and-run-chaos that we created over the past 3 months.
You know that “junk drawer” we all have?
Well…I feel like EVERY drawer is that drawer right now.
So yesterday I tackled the bathrooms and found six bottles of hydrogen peroxide.
My husband is convinced it is the best thing for cleaning wounds and because the cupboards are full of miss-mash…he keeps telling me we are out.
And so I buy more. and more. and more.
I threw away a bottle of Advil that expired in ’08.
And cleaned leaking Dimetap off of all our thermometers.
I felt really good.
In the kitchen I cleaned out the drawer full of baby bottles.
It was time.
I fed Lydia her last bottle sometime around April 2010.
In the laundry room I found a pile of papers and realized it was actually a stack of Christmas cards and that I set aside to save and read later.
Christmas in September?
You may not see me much this week…
We’re getting used to new school schedules and reigning in bedtimes and digging into a new Bible study and getting exercise back on the books.
I’m trying to do this week’s– next right thing.
At times it will mean getting the laundry done.
Or cleaning out the school room.
Or vacuuming the entry.
Or filing the mail.
But–at other times–
His next right thing will be…
Reading with the kiddos.
Or calling a hurting friend.
Or making time to engage the cashier at the market.
Or listening to a long…long…LONG story about Someone’s day at school.
And today I am thankful for the reminder.
The reminder that I cannot avoid because of this stage of life.
That my best choice is to ask Him.
And then do–
The next right thing He’s planned for today.
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