Sunday’s are for Rest; Most of the Time

Oh my buckets, we are pooped. Even more than normal. The work we’ve done this weekend is insane and I think everyone should sleep well tonight. Sunday’s are supposed to be reserved for rest, coffee, and most of all, Jesus. But, that gets tough in our house when Brett’s days off fall on Sunday and Monday. When there’s work to be done, there’s work to be done.

I woke at four this morning to pee, and the bathroom was messy from Miss Yankee. After a good clean up I double checked my 7 a.m. alarm and went back to bed. Woke at 8:58 and realized I never even heard my alarm and we had less than an hour to be ready for church. Oh, and Brett decided he was staying home to work on the yard so it was on me to get myself and the three kids ready and out the door. Walked in at 10:14, with a minute to spare. You can call me super mom if you want. I’m also kidding. Kind of.

The sweet couple that used to live in our house loved to gravel travel, and while doing so if they saw something pretty in the ditch, they dug it up and brought it home. Cross pollination is the devil, and the things we have growing especially in our backyard is unreal. Most of our weeds stand taller than I am at 5’7”. This is the first year we’ve lived here that we’ve been able to get ahead of it and we’re cleaning up the overgrow from last year. There’s still a ton more work to do, but I am so proud of the work we’ve accomplished thus far.

The chicken coop is officially 100% done except for staining the front and adding an address, and a few other things for fun. It turned out so much better than I imagined and I can’t wait to doll it up!

I wish I could say we had a quiet week so I could sneak in some rest, but that doesn’t seem to be how it‘s looking.

Packing some stuff for my mama tomorrow, therapy Tuesday (praise Jesus), a visit to an out of town friend on Wednesday, and I’m kind of hopeful for a quiet Thursday but I’m not banking on it. That’s not how the chaotic Kimzey clan runs.

Whatever you’re holding tight to tonight, it’s time to let go and let God. It isn’t easy, but it’s time. God cannot help you unless you help yourself and accept that this isn’t something you can do on your own. You’re not meant to carry this alone. Don’t forget to head over to the new weekly forum and get your prayer requests in.

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