Wayne has gone to play a well-deserved game of golf with a friend, and Emily and I are left here to do our Friday thing. It's 9:00 am, and in a few minutes we'll leave home to attend our "GROW" Bible Study. GROW stands for "God reaching out to women", and the study is based on Beth Moore's "Believing God" study. Emily is the youngest one there. We'll enjoy tea and scones with other ladies, and participate in a small group discussion. Today is our day to tidy up after the study.
When we return home we'll have a bite of lunch, then we'll compress 6 hours of school and housework into 4 hours. Emily has a geometry test to take, a pillowcase to sew, and two instruments to practice. If she has any remaining stamina, she'll make dinner. I think I foresee that dinner will be a joint effort.
This week was filled with emotional ups and downs for me, and I've had an opportunity to reflect on the messy business of human relations. How often do we think we understand what someone is saying to us, only to discover we are mistaken? Conversely, how often do we think someone understood us, when instead they have profoundly misinterpreted our motives and actions? Feeling misunderstood is not a sensation I enjoy (in common with the whole human race), and I like it even less when I'm not allowed to clarify myself. The whole experience gives me much empathy for people who leave communities in a snit bearing loads of resentment. I never admire people who do that, but I can see how it happens! Well, I'm not planning to leave any community in a snit! But I'm trying to figure out how to be a good role model for my daughter and true to myself, without allowing myself to get stomped on.
I'm grateful for the peaceful and refreshing oasis of home and family, with a weekend approaching!
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