A Day In This Vain Life At Our House

As I move through the days of work it's good to keep this in mind.

There is nothing better for a person than that he should eat and drink and find enjoyment in his toil. This also, I saw, is from the hand of God.

When I went to sleep last night, I was pretty frustrated with the whole day.

• Ray was out of town and couldn't talk all day
• I had decided to stop potty training 
• We had to "waste" three hours for all of us to go to the dentist
• I went to the grocery store to get milk and they were out
• I had the car washed and it started raining
• Abigail started crying at 5:00 and refused to eat supper
• I got to baby sit Susannah for two hours and she cried on and off for an hour
• I got irritated with Hannah for suggesting that Abigail might be hurting somewhere because she isn't usually this bad
• I snapped at two of the girls who were just playing with each other
• When I finally went to sleep a neighborhood stray cat created havoc around our house and I was convinced that there was someone walking around our house that shouldn't have been

This morning -  

• I woke up on time 
• Ray comes home today
• Abigail asked to go potty before her shower 
• I got Abigail's diaper on before she made a big mess after the shower
• Abigail ate a huge breakfast and gave everyone at the table kisses
• I realized that Abigail is cutting several teeth in the back of her mouth and our hard supper last night had to be really hurting (kudos to my sweet, sensitive Hannah)
• Susannah showed up and gave everyone her bright big happy smiles early this morning
• I found out that a couple of the girls were walking around and checking on things because they heard the noises too

So as I go through working, parenting, cooking, doing school I have to remember that I must enjoy this life that God gave me. I know this life is all vanity, but it is from the hand of God. I cannot get so frustrated.

And on my worst day, which this was not even close to, I know that my life is a bed of roses compared to others - which is just another reason why I should not get so easily frustrated. I tend to whine too much about my own little issues in life. In reality there are many who are dealing with life long illnesses, death, debilitation, extreme poverty, abuse, and so much more. So when you hear of my little temper tantrums, if that's what you want to call them, know that I know that I am truly blessed beyond measure.