Hectic Days, Exhausted Nights

I know you’ve all had days like the one I just had. Days when nothing goes as planned. By the time night fell, and I looked back, I did finish tasks that I couldn’t avoid - Jane’s regular doctor visit (very important this time because of her current cold which is aggravating her COPD), meals, paying bills, and so on.

There were also many things left undone. I did not yet begin the monthly community newsletter. Those 16 pp are something I enjoy so much but they are a bother when I am rushing to deadline, as I will be tomorrow afternoon and evening. I did not begin de-cluttering as I promised myself I would do, just an hour a day, every day. I did not do any crocheting, which soothes me and which I love to do for gifts. I did not make it to the grocery store for some fill-in items that I still need to get.
Tomorrow will be more frantic than today.

Today was frantic because the doctor’s visit took two hours instead of one. And that’s not counting travel time, and meds (drop off Rx and pick up after waiting at the pharmacy for an hour). It was also frantic because Jane was coughing a lot during the night and we both had little sleep which meant we were tired to start with,so we moved more slowly than usual, and our nerves were raw.

When the smoke settled at the end of the day, looking back, I am pleased that God heard my prayers for Jane - the doctor said it was just a cold but worse than mine would be because of her COPD. We were very happy it wasn’t pneumonia or bronchitis. I am pleased that I can still do things for myself and others. At 69, I know far too many folks who cannot do for themselves any longer, including my little sister of 68, in the nursing home. So, in spite of the frantic pace, I am grateful that God was with me and did not forsake me when I was just too busy and frazzled to think to ask for his help.

Heavenly Father, thank you for all the times you help me when I am too busy to ask for your help.