I started back to work this week. Yet again I am amazed at God's sustaining grace. He is truly strongest when I am weak. Each morning I get up at 5:30am to feed my daughter, shower, drink as much coffee as possible and drag my drowsy body to the car. By God's mercy, I am in the classroom by 7:30 tweaking my lessons for the day. How my mind is awake enough to lecture about the intricacies of Shakespeare's wit, I have no idea. I serve a good God.
Thursdays are by far my favorite day of any week. For some reason, Joel and I regard Thursday nights as a sacred "date night" at home. Every Thursday I pull out my best homemaker skills and cook my man a small feast. We then spend the evening relaxing, talking, and enjoying our favorite TV shows. Tonight's agenda is to synch our calendars for the next several months and to plan out vacations- might not sound like romance to you, but to me it feels like true poetry. I love that man.
