There's Something In the Air
Today was a day that I could definitely bypass and be quite relieved. This was the day that Mooshu, the puppy, pooped on the fireplace hearth for the billionth time and right in front of J (no shame), ate crayons, coffee filters and tore up a box of soap (praying that the soap isn't in his stomach). The hilariousness of it all is that he is now at my feet, snoring. I guess being naughty is exhausting!
I have discovered that when I am feeling stressed (which has been quite often lately), the best place for me to be is alone. When I'm alone, I talk to God, myself and even dogs and birds that I walk past throughout my day. Yesterday, after really struggling with the messy house syndrome, I went upstairs to the bedroom to scream, cry, and let it all out. Instead, I walked into the bathroom for a kleenex to wipe the tears from my eyes and I saw a ladybug crawling on the floor. I picked it up and started talking to it. I gently put it on the bonsai tree (that I'm praying won't die because I'm babysitting it for a co-worker). I walked out of the bathroom and forgot about the ladybug.
A few hours later, I was feeling tired and grouchy once again and went back into the bathroom. (I have to go sometimes, right?) There she was again. Crawling around in the bathroom. I picked her up and put her back on the bonsai tree. (Reminded the tree to live, not die).
The next morning, I was laying on the bed, thinking about how difficult life can be at times. Although I hadn't lost the desire to scream, I felt brave enough to open the bedroom door and peek out. Whew. It was quiet. I went to the bathroom and there she was, belly up in a small drop of water. My heart started to pound. I was trying to figure out if ladybug cpr was possible when her leg moved. Then another leg moved. She was alive! I put her back on the bonzai once again, this time feeling nauseous because the leaves were starting to turn yellow.
I realized at that moment that the ladybug was a reminder to me that God takes care of the little and big things in my life, no matter how out of control or tough it can be. I just need to open up my hand and let go of the things keeping me from feeling happy and whole.
I have discovered that when I am feeling stressed (which has been quite often lately), the best place for me to be is alone. When I'm alone, I talk to God, myself and even dogs and birds that I walk past throughout my day. Yesterday, after really struggling with the messy house syndrome, I went upstairs to the bedroom to scream, cry, and let it all out. Instead, I walked into the bathroom for a kleenex to wipe the tears from my eyes and I saw a ladybug crawling on the floor. I picked it up and started talking to it. I gently put it on the bonsai tree (that I'm praying won't die because I'm babysitting it for a co-worker). I walked out of the bathroom and forgot about the ladybug.
A few hours later, I was feeling tired and grouchy once again and went back into the bathroom. (I have to go sometimes, right?) There she was again. Crawling around in the bathroom. I picked her up and put her back on the bonsai tree. (Reminded the tree to live, not die).
The next morning, I was laying on the bed, thinking about how difficult life can be at times. Although I hadn't lost the desire to scream, I felt brave enough to open the bedroom door and peek out. Whew. It was quiet. I went to the bathroom and there she was, belly up in a small drop of water. My heart started to pound. I was trying to figure out if ladybug cpr was possible when her leg moved. Then another leg moved. She was alive! I put her back on the bonzai once again, this time feeling nauseous because the leaves were starting to turn yellow.
I realized at that moment that the ladybug was a reminder to me that God takes care of the little and big things in my life, no matter how out of control or tough it can be. I just need to open up my hand and let go of the things keeping me from feeling happy and whole.
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Praying for you tonight, my friend.
This was a great reminder.
Puppy's are so naughty, they have so much energy hahah
Thank you for stopping by my blog, so glad you did, I hope to return to yours many times to say hi :)
God bless,
Sandra
This is so very well written- could be in a devotional.
Have a lovely week!
Blessings,
Jill
Such a beautiful share this morning. Ladybugs are just my favorite of all, and what a beautiful way to receive a message from God.
Your puppy is just beginning, as we lost our beautiful companion of 12 years. Someday you will be remembering these wonderful times and smiling. Won't believe this little pup, that grows up into such a loyal companion, ever did such things. I am smiling as I read about the puppy stunts. Memories sweet friend. Thank you so much for stopping by and for sending some love my way, and for sharing today. You warmed my heart. Many hugs and much love, Sherry
What a beautiful messenger of God.Great post,I really enjoyed to read it. Have a wonderful day!