Finding Some Joy

It has been...one of those weeks.  I find it's feeling that way more and more on Wednesdays.  Since I started working full-time, and cramming my full time hours into 4 days rather than 5, Wednesday has become the day that I am worn out, and my husband is OVER being the only one on parent duty for the prior 3 nights.  A tough situation, that, because there are still children that need to be parented, and neither of us has the energy for the battles over homework and chores that just never seem to change around here.  The tactics - change - and successes happen short term...but long term it always goes back, and feels, at times, a little hopeless.

It's in that vein that I came across yet another post today from one of our very-liberal-but-don't-call-me-liberal-because-I-don't-want-to-be-categorized friends.  Her post was full of venom and vitriol - a victory post over how prayer has never been outlawed in schools so if you believe it has you need to inform yourself.  According to the post there IS NO WAR against Christianity, and all those who claim there is need to shut up.

Well...

It got me a little riled...because in the past I would have loved to have spent hours discoursing with this person about our experiences.  I did make a comment that I don't believe it's true that there is no war against Christianity - as any of us who love Jesus know - that war is and has been on-going since before we were ever a twinkle.  I made a comment about our children's schools - and how teachers are NOT allowed to sponsor any sort of Christian clubs - but that LGBT clubs are all the rage.  At which, she jumped down my throat about how needed those clubs are BECAUSE of Christians who make gays feel bad about themselves.

::sigh::

I am going to admit something that is very much not me.  I just...don't have the heart to fight about it anymore.  Part of me sat there, feeling like I was failing God because I didn't sit there and try to change this person's mind.  And then I realized (Hello Holy Spirit) that I don't HAVE to fight that battle.  It's already won.  I feel bad that this friend, who obviously has a GIANT chip on her shoulder about God, is so far away from knowing Him...but I also know that can change in a blip - God can turn that around in the blink of an eye.

So I just sat back.  The side of me that loves that discourse...that debate...it's kind of shouting inside my head that I should have at least tried.  But...

...

Instead I am going to pick out a new recipe to try tomorrow night.

I am going to go buy a new pair of jeans, and maybe some cute summer sandals (winter, go away!), and maybe even give myself a cute pedi.

I am going to pick out a movie, and go see it by myself.  Because, I like that.

I might even have a margarita while I am there.

It has been a hard week.  The hail storm Wednesday night clobbered oldest child's car...including her windshield, which makes *2* lovely $500 deductibles- one for the glass, one for the car damage.

And...we have college to cover now.  Poor planning on all of our parts and a change to her program at church means it's too late for the scholarships she will most likely qualify for.  But...my Gram sort of took care of a lot of that anyway.  We'll get by.

Gram's house officially closes in a week or so.

For now, I am going to find some joy.

Snuggles with my incredibly patient hubby, a fun recipe, college planning (which is actually completely fun for me), and a movie.  Joy, it will be found.

**As if to punctuate the end of this post, Cricket just decided to take up residence in my lap and demand puppy luvs.  Who am I to deny THAT kind of adoration?