Posted in Full time Mom, Full time Job, Seek Peace and Pursue it


Last weekend my Mom loaned me a book called “Overload Syndrome”.  Oh the irony!  I initially thought that I did not need this book because I intentionally live my life so I am NOT overloaded.  Then this past week hit like a pile of bricks!

My husband is a stay-at-home Dad.  But he decided to take a two-week job cleaning apartments between semesters.  My sister-in-law is a teacher and was going to watch the kids, so it seemed like a great way to make some extra cash for an upcoming trip.

The first day my husband left at 6:45 AM.  He arrived home at 9:00 PM.  Ewww.  Not exactly what I was thinking.  I imagined he’d be home in time for dinner!

My schedule had been disrupted. 

I normally arrive home at 5:45 to a cooked dinner.  After picking up the kids, this week I did not arrive home until 6:30.  Quick make dinner.  3 kids to shower. 3 breakfasts and 3 lunches to pack.  3 backpacks to pack.

I do exactly one load of laundry a year.  Today I am doing load after load.

It is almost school time, so trips to the store for supplies, uniforms, and shoes.  Not to mention the summer homework to finish (yes – they sent him home with 60 PAGES of homework to complete).  Preschool curriculum to be decided upon & purchased.  Took my daughter to get her first glasses, both kids for teeth cleaning, (and next week back again for a filling).  Over to the library to collect the kid’s prize for completing the summer reading program.

PLUS my normal chores of shopping, cooking, bill pay, cleaning and a full-time job.  And then one of our most valuable employees gave notice.

By Thursday I wanted to do nothing more than cry.

Friday morning I decided that I was not going to let this week take away my peace.  I plead in the car with God.  Told Him, remembering when Jacob wrestled with God, “I’m not going to let go unless you bless me!  I NEED your peace to make it through today.”

It didn’t magically disappear.  Friday was still a crazy day at work.  A co-worker made a racially bigoted statement that made me so mad that I could not even speak.  I then had to put on a happy face and give 5 sales presentations, meanwhile taking tech calls in between (for some reason they all call me instead of the IT guy).  Race home, pick-up the kids, pick-up dinner.  When my husband arrived home at 8:30, that was my queue to go grocery shopping. Got home at 10, just in time to feed the baby and put the kids to bed.


But somehow, despite the crazy day, I am at peace.  Peace in the midst of one crazy storm.  (But I will admit, that I cannot wait for the storm to pass!)


“Seek peace and pursue it” Psalm 34:14b

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