Life happens

Since becoming a mom, I've come across two types of moms. There are the planner moms. Those whose days/weeks/months are planned. Dates are saved and events are penciled in. It makes their lives easier and anxieties low. I have always admired these moms. I've even wanted to be like them in many ways because they always seem so motherly and mature. I love their wall calendars and planners. When I grow up I hope to be that kind of mother. 

Then there are the other moms, the ones that I fall right in step with. We are the moms that drive the other moms insane. Instead of wall calendars and Erin Conrad planners our lists and things to do are scribbled on the back of the nearest Walmart receipt. 

I really would like to be a planner but I've learned that, for me, the very second I make plans or appointments something ALWAYS happens and my plans are flushed down the toilet. 

Today it's a sick kid. The day after I spent money I didn't really want to spend on a costume for a "holiday" that I hate and as of now she won't even be getting to wear it. I'm also getting one other kid over some random bug that came through the house earlier in the week. I had things to do today. We were suppose to go out to eat and the kids were so excited. Now, here I sit, within arms reach of my sweet Emmy girl with a towel on hand, just in case. 

Life happens. It always happens. Kids get sick. Plans get canceled. But in the middle of the chaos and the ever changing events there sits a God who cannot be moved and who never waivers. My cancelled appointments never throw off His plan and purpose for my life. I can face each of life's happenings with confidence that my God has already worked all things for my good and for his glory. 

When the earth totters, and all its inhabitants, it is I who keep steady its pillars. Psalm 75:3