Crazy. Literally. My life is literally crazy.
~ a five year old’s ruptured ear drum
~ cat pee in curtains
~ using face toner to remove eye makeup
~ using hair gel as face moisturizer
~ rotting roof that needs repair {in numerous places}
~ mold in the hvac system
~ having the house hepa-vacc’ed
~ unexpectedly making dinner for 15 that are homeless
~ an eight year old with a hurting heart
~ never. enough. sleep
~ living and sleeping with industrial machines and fans so loud we can’t hear each other talk
~ mental stresses too detailed to mention
~ dogs eating cat poop and dragging it through the house
~ said dog’s lunch doesn’t sit well and I’m cleaning her mess off the carpet
~ nine year old in tears thinking “Bob” {the water dragon} died. thankful for false alarm
~ ten workers in the house sterilizing it and the air
~ consoling a teen in tears, in the middle of the kitchen with crazy literally swirling around us
And then I remember . . .

1. A place to find joy amidst my sorrow.
6. A husband who asks for prayer.
12. Happy texts from daughters thankful for homemade french onion soup.
20. Sweet notes written to the tooth fairy.
25. Peace for today.
32. Courage to stand up for, and share our trials.
33. Walking in on daughters saying prayers aloud.
45. Blessing others and filling them with wakeful joy.
53. Taking time to slow down and listen to a hurting child.
54. Charlie Brown band-aids stuck to my sheets.
62. Signs revealed when we need to touch His hem.
70. Trusting my {writing} voice.
Are you making Joy a habit?









