There are some posts I have coming in the pipeline, ones that aren’t done yet, ones about actual home improvement that are humorous, or about being lackadaisical in general, or, my favorite, Year Two of Bringing The Oldest One to Camp. Right now, though, I’ve had a rough couple of days. And it’s no secret that I strongly believe in God. I also believe that He speaks to me through songs. I joke that He controls my iPod shuffle. Yesterday morning, I had never heard this song before; as of the last 24 hours, it has “randomly” come on three times. The first time it came on, I was impatiently waiting on news. The second time it came on, I’d gotten the news, and it devastated me, I just didn’t understand. I didn’t understand how this could be His plan for me; it seemed so clear, the timing so perfect. I just sat and cried; from frustration, from sadness, in mourning of my own plans. And now, in the midst of a serious talk with Hubbin, it came on again. So I don’t know where you are, but in case you’re in that place, here it is:
Tag: Music
The Lackadaisical Mom
