“The best laid plans of mice and men, often go askew.” From the poem “To a Mouse” by Robert Burns
And boy if that doesn’t sum up the last few days around here. I thought I had my day lined out only to have my plans derailed one after another.
Today’s been spent racing Caleb over to the allergist….only to find his horrible rash isn’t allergy. So this afternoon we go to the dermatologist….and then race back here to meet the computer doctor for my virus infected computer.
Between this, a broken down vehicle and numerous other annoyances…..there you have it. (Cue to my favorite phrase of late: It is what it is.)
Such is life at times. I’m not going to say “I’m striving to find grace”….or trying to keep my cool or all the other numerous things we say to imply that if you just try harder or adjust your perspective things will magically disappear. I don’t think I need to pray harder…shout Scripture or shake my fist at the devil.
It is what it is and we will get through it. Grace isn’t some showy rescue squad that shows up at time of crisis…it’s always there.
If there’s a “trick” to be learned…it’s to learn how to live in that space where you’re at peace even when circumstances have gone ape sh*t.
The space of grace. And I’m learning to live there…..