ten kinds of weird.

"I feel ten kinds of weird today," I told Melanie on our way downstairs to the basement of the Underground this morning for Bible study.

We got downstairs and set down our stuff, and I proceeded to go make coffee. I walked into the kitchen area, when Melanie exclaimed, "Hey, look at the floor."

There was a huge puddle of water on the floor. I hadn't even noticed it as I walked right through it to go to the kitchen.

Make that eleven.

I feel just "off" today. I really did try to be "on." I think it's the Monday thing. I tried to be SuperMom as I cooked rolls and cinnamon rolls for us all this morning before school, packed hot lunches for the kids, and brushed out the most tangled of kid hair from my daughter's oft-neglected locks. Dread locks, that is. She's not much into brushing anything, but most of all, her very long hair. As she complained and protested, I gave her words of wisdom: "with great hair, comes great responsibility."

I try to get us out of the house at 8:30 to get there for the 8:40 bell. Well, I went upstairs at 8:27 to go get dressed! I needed a phonebooth to walk in and out of really fast, but sadly, I don't have one in the bedroom. Brushed my teeth as fast as I could. I probably only got the front eight, but I didn't care; I skipped washing my face. I locked the front door at 8:39, looked down at three imploding pumpkin heads leftover from Halloween still on the front porch. I hoped my face didn't look like any of those. No time to pour coffee in my travel mug, or even swig the last drops in the cup on the counter on the way out. I was "off."

Our study today was about "faithfulness." Our God is faithful, and our faith is a response to His faithfulness. Today I have to say that that is so true in my life. He's always "on." He is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow, and O' man, I love that! That I can be weird and imploding on my front porch and He hasn't taken the day off. Praise Him! Praise Him that whatever is off in my life can be steadied by leaning on the One who never changes. I love that when I am ten kinds of weird I don't think He's forgotten me, and that I can know He's still ten kinds of wonderful. Praise Him who is good and who keeps His promises and who strengthens me when I need every ounce I can get! Lord I praise You for the day You've made, even if I am wondering where I am in it, or if even if I am late for it.

I think I need a nap.

Your lovingkindness, O LORD, extends to the heavens, Your faithfulness reaches to the skies. Psalm 36:5