My Plans Vs. His Plans

Life has been a little overwhelming to me lately. I think my expectations are just not realistic. But then I think, maybe they are realistic and I’m just lazy. It’s a battle that I fight daily. I feel guilty when my husband gets up with the baby and lets me sleep in. I feel guilty if I nap when the baby naps. I feel like I have to spend every waking second doing something productive. I know I need to cut myself some slack, but for some reason I just can’t. We have finished homeschool for this school year and though I thought things would get easier, I find a million more things that could use my attention while I’m not doing school work with the kids.

I need to exercise. I should organize those containers full of photos that have just been sitting in my closet. The baby screams and cries most of the day because he’s constipated. I’ve done everything I know to do to help him. I should provide some meals for my family instead of everyone fending for themselves. That’s how it goes way too many nights. The laundry is piling up, the floors need swept, and where did my table go again? I really should play more with the kids. They are growing up so fast. I’m trying to fit more Bible reading and time alone with God into my schedule. Most of the time my day goes a lot smoother if I get this in early in the morning. So much clutter in the house. I need to sell some stuff! I’m working on a budget for our family; getting help from a friend since I’ve tried and tried and always failed. I should do meal plans. Hopefully I’ll get to that soon. I need more date nights with my husband. Neither one of us can remember the last time we went out on a date. Isn’t that sad! So sad! Priorities just aren’t the way they should be, or my husband and I would be spending more time alone.

It’s hard to fall asleep at night because the house isn’t the only thing that is cluttered. My mind just won’t shut off!

So once again I will attempt to make tomorrow a better day. I will start with some sort of a plan. A plan to get up and shower while my husband is still home. A plan to take a walk with my neighbor to get some morning exercise in. A plan to actually fix my kids something for breakfast and spend some time playing with them. A plan that includes quiet time with the Lord. A plan to figure out a schedule that just might work for us. A cleaning schedule would be nice. Then maybe I will stop spending the majority of my days cleaning, and little time doing things with my boys. Now here’s praying that my baby will sleep through the night so my “plan” will start out the way I want it to. 
Or, God just gave me a better idea. 
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. ~ Jeremiah 29:11 NIV

I guess I will just give it to Him and ask Him once again to prepare my way and to help me figure out what works best for my family. He knows much better than I do and His plans will prosper me! So, my first plan for tomorrow will be to go to Him in prayer. Isn’t that the way it should have been all along? Sometimes we just need to go back to the basics!

Be blessed my friends!
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2 Comments

  1. KristinaL Allen

    May 27, 2014 at 7:28 am

    You poor thing, you must be in your thirties. It's a plague of the thirties to re-evaluate every little detail of their lives and pine over it, thinking there is something wrong that they need to improve on, or worry about it. As a 51 year-old octomom who homeschooled for 12 years while popping out 5 babies, my advice to you is to, stop sweating the small stuff. Put your feet up, stop re-analyzing every moment of your day, and trying improve on it. There is no such thing as the Proverbs 31 lady. Chill, love God, enjoy the moment and “DON'T WORRY. Blessings, dear friend. Been there, done that.

  2. KristinaL Allen

    May 27, 2014 at 7:34 am

    Oh, one other thing. No matter how hard you try, no matter how much you invest in your children, do not plan in your mind their future. I did this, assuming they'd live a certain way. When the devil entered my loving daughter via a “good church boy,” literally and figuratively, if you are not prepared for this, it will knock you on your behind and send you into a complete tizzy, changing everything you ever thought about life. It's been 5 1/2 years since we “lost” our daughter, yet because of the hell I went through, I'm a better Christian, and worship my children a lot less. Blessings.

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