Mother's Day didn't turn out exactly like I planned it.  Yesterday things were looking pretty good.  I found an extra-cute reasonably priced dress at Target that I knew Jason would want me to have.   Excited to have a new dress to wear, I woke up this morning and got ready on time.  I even had good hair. Unfortunately, Hallie wasn't feeling well.  She has felt bad off and on for a few days.  She slept well last night though, so I assumed she would wake up ready to go along with the Mother's Day plan:

1.Wake up along with Hayden and Rylie in an awesome mood getting ready on time.

2.Go to Sunday School and make me some neat craft or card, brightly colored with with the word "MOM".

3.Come home and help her Dad serve me a scrumptious meal.

4.Sing me praises as I continued my motherly duties even on Mother's Day.

We realized at the last minute that she didn't need to be at church. To make matters worse, I got cross with Hayden trying to get him and Rylie to Sunday School on time. I'm afraid I barely spoke to some people in the hall at church as I raced through the hallway trying to outrun and outsmart my failed  plans.  At home I realized my morning had quickly declined.  Sitting with my Hallie all dressed up with no place to go, I had time to think.

Thankfully my perspective took a u-turn.

I was reminded of the sermon just last Sunday. We were given a challenge in the midst of the monster month, May, to take the opportunity to just "be". Be God's child without the misconception that we constantly have to be doing something. Surely I need to remember that Martha's plan to create the perfect day was halted as Jesus declared that it was Mary that did what was right as she simply enjoyed being in the presence of Jesus.   Today there was nowhere I HAD to go; nothing I HAD to do. My Hallie was sick, there wasn't much I could do.  It was in the surrender that I knew that I had been given the perfect gift.  I crawled up on my bed next to Hallie and we just enjoyed each other's presence.

It was actually a wonderful day. Jason fixed a delicious steak lunch.  Rylie showered me with extra hugs and kisses.  I was served chocolate ice cream by Hallie. And she felt good enough to eat her favorite meal; steak and potatoes.  Hayden made a peace offering. And Jason had the children rise up and call me "blessed" several times.

We have a busy week ahead.  I pray that I don't wait for my week's plan to fail miserably before remembering that time simply being in my father's presence is what I need most.  Being still in his presence will help me to be mindful of the time with my family that's much too precious to waste.

I  will close now as my firstborn just invited me to a Dr. Pepper date in the backyard.