Summer is going by all too fast. I look at summer as a time for my kids to unwind from the hectic pace of the school year. But there are only two days left in July. Next week my 15yo girls will be at church camp all week. The following two weeks they have marching band practice twice daily, then school starts the next week. Summer break is essentially o.v.e.r. for them. And I'm so, so sad. We had an amazing vacation in Hawaii, but...I am already dreading school starting.
Bad news, good news. I fell last Friday. (Am I getting old or WHAT?!) That's the bad news. I can still walk so I must be fine, right? 5 days later and things are healing...except that my left knee continues to be swollen and the pain increases daily. A trip to urgent care this morning at least got me x-rays (nothing broken), a knee brace, and started the ball rolling to find out what's going on. But hey, I can still walk. And that's good news.
More bad news, good news. While getting x-rays, kids call from home and tell me the kitchen sink is plugged up. That's the bad news. A plumber comes and says it will be $120...but...he proceeds to flood my house through a sink in our wet bar. We had to completely gut the bar (cabinets, drawers, shelves were all soaked with nasty water from the pipes) of its belongings. We used almost every towel in the house, as well as the towels that were out by the pool, and have the majority of the mess cleaned up now...and the bar really needed a good de-cluttering, anyway. Mortified plumber says that there will be no charge and they will reimburse me for ruined items. That's the good news.
Really, in all things, I want to have a grateful heart. The first song on my playlist, Chris Tomlin's "I Will Rise" came to mind as I started washing towels. It's a song that has been playing in my heart often. I look forward to the time with no more sorrow, no more pain!
"I Will Rise"
There's a peace I've come to know
Though my heart and flesh may fail
There's an anchor for my soul
I can say "It is well"
Jesus has overcome
And the grave is overwhelmed
The victory is won
He is risen from the dead
And I will rise when He calls my name
No more sorrow, no more pain
I will rise on eagles' wings
Before my God fall on my knees
I will rise
Tomorrow hubby and I head to the Santa Rosa, CA area for him to participate in an Ironman Triathlon. He will be swimming 2.4 miles, biking 112 miles, then topping those off with a full marathon - 26.2 miles. He has been training for this for months and it's my prayer that he is able to finish the race safely. I get to drive him home on Sunday and I don't want him whining.
Lastly, please remember to pray for Kate!