Today I had one of those days.
Those days when you go to church.
But you really aren't sure why.
When you pull yourself out of bed,
And you wake up the kids (since the husband has already left to meetings).
And Skyler doesn't have any shoes that fit.
Or pants.
And the pants that don't fit (but he has to wear anyways), are really, really wrinkled.
And Myah does have several dresses to choose from.
But no shoes that match any of the dresses.
And she cries when her hair gets brushed.
And you don't really care.
And Tannon wants to take a long shower.
Even though he showered before bed last night.
And you're already late.
And Zac can't find his shoes.
And Desmond has a blow out.
And your makeup is still out in the car from your trip this weekend.
And Zac still can't find his shoes.
And Des is mad.
And so are you.
And you're late.
And you leave Zac home, to find his shoes.
And you back the van into the garage door which was only half open.
And the husband is waiting for you at the front doors of the church.
And you don't like that he's smiling at you.
And you ask yourself WHY!
WHY do we do this?
WHY is this so important?
WHY WHY WHY!
And then the anger starts to come to a low simmer, rather than a heavy boil.
And you actually start to listen.
And you actually start to feel.
And you know why.
Because you know it's true.
Because it makes you happy.
Very, very happy.
And there's these guys.
We do it because of these people.
(excluding the man in the white shirt in the background...but not really.
I mean, we do it for all of our Heavenly Father's children, right?)
Not because we feel obligated.
Not because we don't know there are other options.
Not because we haven't realized it sure would be easier to choose option B.
But because we've been so blessed to have our family.
And to have parents who did it for us.
Who taught us.
And we'll do whatever we're asked.
To show our gratitude.
Sometimes it may seem difficult.
Like everything is going against us.
But we'll do it anyways.
Even if it's not always easy.
Even if it's one of 'those' days.
I'm just so glad that I have this guy to share all of the ups and downs with!
*disclaimer: No children were harmed or injured in the process of this Sunday morning chaos. And Zac even made it to church only 45 minutes late. And he even had shoes on.
9 comments:
You nailed it girl! And everyone has "those" days even if they don't admit it.
LOL- I used to claim that I hated Sunday Mornings- made it hard to enjoy church for the first 40 minutes! But we have what I call "dress rehearsal" now- helps SO much! They don't have to put the clothes on- they just have to get it all approved before bed on Sat. (yes even if we get home at 11:45 the night before...which is in the the job description under MEAN MOM)
That made me LAUGH! I should have read it yesterday (Sunday) - I needed it then, cuz I was really grumpy due to all the reasons you posted. It was my exact day except the names of the family members are different, and I didn't run into the garage door, and I don't get to have my husband greet me at the door with a smile. My chaos continues for the rest of the church meetings, while Ira sits on the stand and smiles at me. Good thing he's so far away or I might punch him!! (just kidding of course...sort of).
I might borrow your post idea for when I have "one of those Sundays" - that would be next week!
p.s. how's the garage door?
Kelly...that was an awesome post! Made me laugh! I had the same thought on the 'white shirt' guy in the picture but then scrolled down and saw what you wrote. Too funny! Thanks for the reminder.
Amen!!!! I remember this too!
... that was awesome and totally hit home. i laughed and almost cried. i have relinquished to preparing everything the night before and my house is still chaotic.
You hit the nail on the head! Only for me, it was FHE last night--complete disaster. The hubby and I were shooting eye daggers at each other and any thing that moved by the time treats rolled around. I spent the whole evening leading up to and include FHE saying to myself, why? Why? WHY do we do this?!?
It is all the reasons you listed, which I did come to the conclusion to by the end of the night and everyone went to bed happy and loved. :o)
I really think it is an amazing miracle how these people can drive me crazy and make feel so blessed- back and forth between the two all in a matter of hours. Go figure. I guess some one knew what He was doing when He created mothers.
That explains the very concerned, anxious, and worried demeanor your awesome husband had as Sacrement was starting and his family was not there. I figured something was going on and he wished he could be there to help you. What a guy. And as for the "why we do it" I think the Lord has to test us some Sunday mornings so we remember WHY. YOu did hit the nail on the head, your awesome.
Kel, that made me chuckle and cry. Seriously sitting here with tears... I'm just glad someone else has days like that. Sometimes I feel I'm the only one and to hear someone like you that has it all together actually gets mad on Sunday mornings too, makes me feel better. And you are exactly right about why we do it. It's just hard to remember that most days. So thank you thank you!
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