I have been struggling through this morning.
My attempts to go to bed early to recover from a tiring, husband on-call weekend were thwarted by changing wet sheets, removing a little boy from our bed and returning him to his own and just plain old restlessness from a lot on my mind.
I woke up groggy, sleeping through my quiet time to a kitchen with last night's dishes piled all over the counters (my short cut to getting to bed early).
I was also fighting a gnawing resentment toward my husband for not doing the dishes for me last night, even though I didn't ask him, I just THOUGHT it might be a good idea.
This kind of a morning usually leads me down the road of guilt eventually. Guilt for not planning my day better and getting things done, guilt for being grouchy with the kids, guilt for resenting my husband for no reason.
It is an ancient battle, a familiar one.
As I was reading through my blog list at lunch, I remembered what I had heard Ann Voskamp say in her interview for the first chapter of her book on the Bloom site over the weekend. She talked about the battle of resentment and gratitude we fight daily. She pointed out that since the Fall, our default has always been resentment when things don't go the way we planned or thought they should go. I am doing battle today, this moment, to not default to resentment. But I am also fighting my way off the guilt trip as well. There is a guilt that leads to death and one that leads to life. I want to walk toward life. And come out on the other side, thanking Him.
Thank you for walking with me today!