Lo-o-o-o-ong Day

I don't usually find myself beginning and ending a day in the am hours, but it happened. Day began with chores at 5:45 am on a chilly Friday. There were things I just hadn't gotten to on Thursday, Kiel was coming home, I had a PrayerSong rehearsal in the evening before his train arrived. The house was rather a mess because on Thursday night after choir practice I was too tired to pick up. So I knew I had to start early and get things done. Since Drew was planning to work after school at his lawn care job, he wouldn't be able to help me get things in order before the rehearsal, so there was no help for it but to begin at the crack of dawn to clear away the clutter and clean up.

It was a carpool day, a supervisor day, a lunch with friends day, a reference desk heavy day, so I had little time to contemplate and think ahead. Still I have not had time to read my class assignments, something I am usually halfway done with by this time. Think about that later. The day disappeared in back-to-back activities and suddenly I found myself home to finish the cleaning, practice the music for the evening's rehearsal, plan out Saturday's events.

There was that nagging thought about how much reading I had to accomplish and the 5 page paper to write. How could I get it all done? Normally by 7pm (PrayerSong rehearsal time) I am exhausted and barely able to function. While music energizes me, it also takes a lot out of me. Sort of like exercising. Yet somehow I would have to not only be fully charged for practice but able to keep going afterwards to drive to the city.

Time for prayer. Time for trusting God to get me through. Rehearsal went well, Drew came home, Kiel called that his train was delayed, Drew went to bed and fell irrevocably asleep, at midnight I finally left to get Kiel. Funny, I was not tired! It felt more like mid afternoon than 1am.

I suspect that Mom was praying for me. She does that a lot. I can't imagine what life would be like if she didn't spend time praying for my well being. It makes me double my efforts to pray for my own children. Lord knows, life is tough. We can all use all the prayer we can get.