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In Which...No Day But Today!

So do not worry, saying 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the pagans run after all these things and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.  But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.  Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.  Each day has enough trouble of its own. ~Matthew 6:31-34 (NIV)
I like to make plans.  Well, sort of.  I like thinking long term.  My favorite part of homeschooling is taking time at the beginning of the academic year and looking at what I call the Bird's Eye View. Officially our philosophy is to treat each year individually and make decisions based on what is best for that child at that time, but I'd be lying if I didn't say that I have a pretty good idea about what we'll be doing for the next thirteen educational years. 

The "sort of" part of my planning abilities comes from the day to day stuff of life.  Meal plans, daily routines, cleaning schedules...these things really throw me for a loop.  I'm much more of a fly by the seat of your pajamas kind of mom. The two most frustrating questions my kids ask me every single day is "what's for breakfast tomorrow?" and "what are we doing in the morning?". You would think by now they would know...I don't really have a plan!

When it comes to my personal care, I am very good at setting up a plan. I can analyze my weaknesses and problem solve with the best of them to ensure the long term success of my beautiful programs for weight loss, health, and spiritual development.  But putting it into practice day after day is another matter entirely.  

Thankfully, God is not limited by the mounting failures of my past, not is he looking for a perfectly planned and executed program.  In fact, tomorrow isn't even promised to me!  In the freedom offered by Christ, I am not bound to repeat unhealthy choices made yesterday.  Today is what I have been given. Today, and today alone is my opportunity to chose health or not.  Anything can happen tomorrow. It could rain. Kids could get sick. Meteors could fall from the sky obliterating all electronic devices, throwing the world into a terrified panic.  Whatever. I like how Elisabeth Elliot says it in Let Me Be A Woman
This gift is for this day.  The life of faith must be lived one day at a time, and it has to be lived - not always looked forward to as though the "real" living were around the corner.  It is today for which we are responsible. God still owns tomorrow. 

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