Ok a post with no pictures…slightly challenging for me.
I am trying hard to keep up with MWP blog so that’s the reason I am posting less often here. I have Lesli and Elaina scheduled to go up there on Friday at 8 unless she calls and says no=)
We have a new baby chick as of this afternoon! And another hen just started roosting a blessing to build the flock but that mean less eggs.
Both Lesli and Kathleen let me borrow Large Family Logistics and I read through it fast to give it back. I have the basic idea down but implementing it is a bit harder for me. However, for the last few months I haven’t missed a laundry Monday. I actually look forward to it and I have never liked laundry before. Well it’s not that I necessarily like it I just like that I am able to get it all done and put away just once a week.
On Friday and Saturday I got back to my once a month cooking. So much work to do but incredible worth it both to save time and money. I included some crockpot meals which make up really fast because all you do is include all ingredients in a bag and put in freezer. No cooking. Then pull out the night before and put in crockpot the morning of. I’m tired. I know my sentences are wacky and grammatically incorrect=p (that is a person sticking out their tongue mom) The key to a good cooking day is to start with a clean kitchen and rinse bowls as you go. That lets you use them again right away and makes it so much easier at the end of the day (or the next=) when you clean up.
Roberts back is so much better. He isn’t going to Dr. Sutter anymore. He does have back exercises he does each day and still gets sore from sitting certain ways or certain work but getting better each day. It wasn’t too long ago that he couldn’t sleep, walk or even sit without pain. Some days we didn’t know how we were going to make it through he was in so much pain and would have spasms so bad it would scare me. I’m so thankful that Dr. Wallie sent us to Dr. Sutter. It was during one of those days that Bella asked me to read her a book. So I sent her to go pick one out. She brought back Daddy’s Steps for New Converts. She opened it to the last page:
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
- Author unknown
I may have cried when I read it=) I’m so glad that is mostly behind us and hoping that it never happens again!

I always thought one month cooking was a great idea.
ReplyDeleteDaddy loves this poem. What a great testimony of the Lord answering prayer and taking care of you.
At first when I was reading it I though he had written it. Yes our bills got paid by some really strange, unexpected and sometimes unexplainable ways sometimes.
DeleteI was enjoying your writing but started crying as soon as I saw the poem. I remember Daddy reading this many times during our growing up time. Sometimes when I was working in the office he would say from the other room "Sheila" and start reading this poem. I don't think we know how many times he wanted to quit. With a legacy like that we don't have quitting as an option I'm thinking. Thank you for a wonderful post today - it blessed me.
ReplyDeleteWait! You wanted to quit when you worked in the office?
DeleteNot me, him goofy. I never wanted to quit working in the office. I would be there now if I could.
DeleteThe things we give up to be mothers.
DeleteI loved, loved, loved your post on MWP.
ReplyDelete=) I'm trying to let more of my personality come through there.
DeleteYes, the last few posts are definitely more you.
DeleteWhat a deep wonderful post. You will look back years from now at this post and be glad that you didn't quit. That poem was a blessing to me, too. Little did Daddy know printing that poem would be an encouragement to his daughters years later.
ReplyDeleteI know! And of all the random books she could have picked - plain white no color no pictures.
DeleteIt was God!
DeleteI think it is because she is so spiritual.
ReplyDeleteMom you know me so well=)
DeleteWow, wonderful post all around, until the end ... ugh, I cry reading nearly every post anyway, that poem did me in! Like Sheila, I have some great memories surrounding that poem. I used to think Daddy wrote it, too. It probably didn't help that I was reading it in the middle of the night while up with Eliza! Great news about Rob!!!
ReplyDeleteNo more reading in the middle of the night!
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