PORTIONS...

It has been a couple of days....
like ...it has BEEN a couple of days.
Days that were longer than I wanted.
Days full of punishment and consequences and Lysol.
Friday started out well, but ended with me picking MC 2 up from school for disciplinary issues and MC 1 bringing home a behavior report, a bad one.
The wee hours of Saturday morning found me nursing HH along as he fought a stomach virus, and not well might I add.
I did not know humans could roar like jet engines, but it seems that can.
So much so that it awoke the MCs.
Saturday night I was able to go watch my sister's basketball team advance to next level of the play-offs. Other sister and hubs had already coached their game and advanced as well! WHOOP!
Sunday, I herded the XY chromosomes and we headed to church.
Topic - parenting.
Result - HH and I have got to do this better. Of course him being sick did not facilitate a discussion, but one is coming, and soon.
The testosterone took over the house Sunday afternoon as we watched more History channel in one afternoon that I have in my life.
Swamp People and Ax Men, and they went on for HOURS....
So, MC 2 is banned from the bus for at least a week, if not longer, in the mornings, which means I take him to school. HH is still not up to snuff, and I feel like I have lost control of my house. Which is how I usually feel when I get stressed. The need to organize and control things.
BUT, God....
is still good,
still on the throne,
still doing a work in me,
still loving me.
So this, too, shall pass.
I realize there are much worse things people are going through.
Much.
However, this was my plate this weekend.
Fortunately, Jesus is my portion to go on that plate.
He is enough.

You are my portion, O Lord;
I have said that I would keep Your words.
I entreated Your favor with my whole heart;
Be merciful to me according to Your word.
Psalm 119:57-58 (NKJV)