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In Which We Get Going

Welcome to the start of a very busy week.  We have something (or more accurately somethings) going on every day, but I am feeling fairly positive about it. 


Brooklyn broke out in hives over the weekend (at first we thought they were mosquito bites), so we spent Sunday evening at the urgent care center. Not quite the quiet Sunday evening at home that we had planned, but better safe than sorry! There are two theories regarding her hives. 1 -- she is allergic to something, likely environmental, and the hives were simply her reaction to it. 2 -- the hives are a residual affect of a bug or virus that she had (i.e. what we thought was food poisoning last weekend may actually have been something else). Unfortunately there is no way to know and really nothing we can do but watch and wait. She is a trooper! 


I've been very convicted lately about my role as the Hilton Homemaker and the responsibility this job entails. Things are not super easy in our house right now as we try to figure out the logistics of raising three kids as an actor and stay at home mom. Ray and I have always approached our life together as a partnership, but where we sometimes get it wrong is that we treat our partnership as if it means "doing it all together". This worked fine when we were both working 8 to 5. Dinner and chores and children (well, child) could all easily be shared and we were both "pulling our weight". I've been coming to realize how within our partnership our roles are necessarily very different. Ray's role is to work and lead our family in the direction God wants us to go. Mine is utilize those resources he provides so that our "works bring [us] praise at the city gates" (Prov. 31:31). 


It all goes back to my new year's resolution, to be very intentional with this year.  Recognizing that I have been divinely called to this role -- wife to Ray, mother to Brooklyn, Grayson, and Madi -- I must be purposefully mindful of how we manage our time and money, the food we eat, and the education our children receive. I think because this is just "the stuff of life", I don't always take it as seriously as I would a corporate job, when really it is more important. 


As I meditate on Proverbs 31:10-31, I'm struck by how everything she does is about her household -- providing for their security and comfort, and building them up to be worthy of praise. That's really all I want. A household that is useful and pleasing to the Lord. 


In practical terms, my goal this week is to stay on top of things. To actually use my organized systems to keep track of our many papers and to ensure tasks are done in a timely manner. Yesterday I spent time planning a menu for the week, and in a little while I will shop for it from my list, on a budget. Then there are bills to pay and accounts to reconcile...now that Ray and I are technically independent contractors, I need to get a good system in place for tracking work related expenses and keeping receipts. Hmmm...


This turned out to be more rambling than I initially intended, and I'm not sure how to end except to quote Colossians 3:17, 
And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.
 Amen! 

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