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Fruits of the Spirit

It is on days like this that I just don’t want to move- I don’t want to do my devotions, I don’t want to think at all.  This week has been a whirl wind and then some things happened yesterday that made my day very interesting…  My 3 year old had her first sleep over with her visiting cousins in their room and so I was up and down all night reminding them that the main word in the sentence was SLEEP.  I was also up a lot with my youngest who is having a bout with allergies.  So I didn’t get much sleep at all last night.  I just didn’t want to move this morning when my 3 year old bounded into my room at 7am.

I really don’t know how she is so chipper with such little sleep, I guess that is what naps are for.  She bounded in and insisted that I turn the TV on for her (the only one up at the time other than her daddy who was already at work) and get her juice.  I believe I just grunted at her at the time- informed her that I needed 5 more minutes.  She went out – came back in my room about 2 minutes later and asked if I was done yet…. 

Today, I will be really looking to God for grace with 5 kids at my house (my 2 and my sister’s 3 that are visiting for a bit).  I need to have patience and a peace and all the fruits of the spirit this morning.  So – sore, achy, tiered, and snotty, I am praying- Lord, please give me love for everyone, joy in your salvation, peace that passes all understanding, patience with the kids here and my animals and family and situations, kindness to all who need it, goodness to glorify you in all I do, faithfulness to do your will even though I am exhausted and self control not to fly off the handle even if provoked. 

The fruits of the spirit are found in Galatians 5:22-23.  On days like today – they are the days that I need them the most!  It is also on days like today that I wish that I could go to the store and purchase them there.  UGGGGGG…  I think of the song from little nemo….  Just keep swimming – but instead of swimming, I am putting praying

Just keep praying, just keep praying, just keep praying, praying, praying…  what do we do we pray- pray… 

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