I should of known when my eyes opened an hour past the usual time that my day would be one considered off-kiltered.  With my ear plugs in, but baby monitor on, I was sleeping like no tomorrow - not even the sun shining through my bedroom window was going to make a difference.  So, what finally did wake me up?  It was the thud of my youngest son jumping off the couch to rescue my youngest from crying in her crib.   That's usually my job... 

Anyway, there was no turning back.  In a rush, I started my day.  Throwing my quiet time to the wind and trying to somehow make up an hour in my day.  Guess what?  It didn't work.  As you can imagine, things just got worse.  School induced lots of tears, my walls became a canvas for pencil art, my baby girl fell and bumped her lower lip on a step, and our planned park day with my make-shift homeschool group was canceled without any memo!  To top everything off, my younger son got stung by a bee!!!  And he's allergic to bees!  Needless to say, a call to the doctor and a stop at our pharmacy, he is fine.  A bit swollen, but fine.  What a day!!!

It wasn't long before I felt guilty for throwing my quiet time out the window only to embrace all that I did.  Not to say that if I had spent time in prayer and the Word that these things would not have happened, but at least I would have been armed for when they did.  Can you believe that I just wrote a post about how important prayer and the Armor of God is for us on Monday? Amazing! 

Well, getting right and starting my "quiet time" in the middle of the day - is out of norm - but it sure helped me face the rest of the day.  I still am looking forward to tomorrow, but I made it through today.  So, on that note I have one silly thing to ask...  how was your day?