Baby toys litter the living room floor. Along with the rolled and taped diaper I forgot to didn’t bother to toss.
Wait. There are two of them.
Kitchen floor crumbs crunch underfoot.
Last night’s dinner dishes teeter on the counter–along with with those from today’s breakfast and lunch.
We could eat off the dining room table.
I mean really.
I think this spot is macaroni and cheese. This looks like lasagna. Here’s a stray piece of lettuce. A sprinkle of cinnamon and sugar. A crust of toast. Some dried oatmeal. An apple core. A half glass of unswallowed milk.
It’s a well-balanced meal.
Winter footprints of mud and salt spatter the back kitchen floor.
Wood shavings, bark, and dirt grind their way into the carpet downstairs.
Clean folded clothes cover the sofa.
At least they’re clean.
I’d like to think this mess is a symptom of inspired writer-at-work syndrome.
Maybe a little.
Because here I am writing.
But mostly it’s a symptom of hourglass runout as I tend to more critical family needs following my daughter’s surgery and hospitalization and now during her recovery.
And my writing stutters.
This, too, shall pass.
In time.
I will not be frustrated.
I will not be moved.
I will go with the flow.
I planned my way.
But He directs my path.
And I will be on track again.
In time.
Meanwhile, I’ve learned we now have a Great Lakes Chapter of ACFW right here in Michigan. I’m excited. And a little apprehensive. Because I feel more pressure to make progress on my fiction WIP.
Trusting He will redeem the time.
Clutter and expanded mess gets put in perspective at such critical times, doesn’t it? Sending get-well wishes to your daughter and writing moments for you as you go…
Thank you, Kenda. Lots of grist–along with the grit. 😉
You are writing, yes. And there is poetry in the words. 🙂
I’ve even cleaned up some of the mess. 😉
Hey, I’m impressed to find you here! After the time you’ve had…I sure have been praying for you and yours. Thanks for keeping us updated on FB. That was a blessing! Praying all good things!
Can’t keep me down for long. 🙂 Thank you for your prayers, sweet friend. They are what keep me going.
He will redeem the time. I can’t wait to see the finished product.
Me, too! Or is that me, either?
If I find a housekeeper we can share … but you’ll have to read my post to understand.
I don’t know. If you had a housekeeper, would you have seen the magic?
http://susan-moment.blogspot.com/2011/01/everyday-magic.html
I’m with ya re: the clutter at times. 🙂 By the way, that Frederick Buechner is a great quote on your sidebar!
🙂 Thanks. I love that quote. Just about sums it all up.
Bless you, my writing friend. My heart is with you. Very.
Receiving that and passing it back tenfold.
But in the midst of the mess, we write. Not always on paper or keyboard, but we’re always writing, aren’t we?
Indeed. Curse or gift?
“I planned my way / But He directs my path.” Nice, simple, and so true.
His plan. So. Much. Better.
His path is better than our plan. All things in His time.
Healing & refreshing prayers!
Always better. Thanks, my sticky sock sister.
Hi Sandy –
Hope your daughter is doing well.
We’re on the same wavelength. When I’m heavy into writing and family obligations, my house fits your description.
Blessings,
Susan 🙂
She is, Susan. Thanks.
As long as the ants don’t take over and the health department doesn’t show up at the door, I’m good. 😉