A Mom Moment … and More!

Joshua got hurt the other day and I said something about his owie.

“What are they really called, Mom?”

Uh … what ARE they really called? It’s been “owie” for more than decade. “Wounds?” I quavered. Sure, that sounds good. Come on, people, what’s the grown up word??

Random God moment: Someone I know works at a company with a French name, La Cie, and she had asked me what it means. I knew “ciel” was sky, but I couldn’t figure out “cie.” Happened to think of it just now and checked my French dictionary. Guess what I found? Well, for one thing, it’s not a listed word … BUT I was astounded to find a check I’d misplaced weeks ago tucked between it’s pages!

I’m still in the middle of a full length edit, so haven’t had much time to work on blog posts, but I’ve got a great one coming tomorrow for those of you who’ve heard about ACFW, but don’t know if it would be a good fit.

This week has been a reality check on single-momming and being divorced. A few circumstances changed–and as I head into the hard-to-find-a-sub-job-when-it-is-summer months–I found myself running to God in prayer on a hourly, if not more often, basis.

Last night I was pushing myself to get to a certain page on the client’s edit, but I found I was rereading the same paragraph and not paying attention. I’d mentally chide myself and go back up to my last conscious thought, only to have my mind wander again. Took me about an hour to realize that God was trying to talk to me, and I was too busy to listen. I put the project aside for a time, talked with my parents and to God, received what He was impressing on my heart, then zoomed through the rest of the pages.

If that happens again, I hope I’ll recognize it and say, like Eli instructed Samuel to say, “Speak, Lord, for your servant is listening!”