Today I am about to head to the airport to pick up some dear friends of ours who are coming to stay for a few days. I have just sat down after two days of housecleaning, laundry, meal prep, food shopping, and yes shouting at the kids, yelling at the dog and losing the plot with my husband who after a hugely busy week at work had the audacity not to wash the kitchen floor when I was out last night. Right now I could weep ,I feel horrible and stressed inside over an event that should have been full of happiness, and what is worse, I know I have completely myself to blame.

Will my friends care if the kitchen wasn't gleaming? No. Will they mind if meals are ordinary and everyone helps in the prep?No.

Would that I had used the time to be with the children and enjoy their holiday with them, to relax and
to spend some quiet time with God's word listening to him rather than shoving him out of the way in order to dust the coffee table. I can hear his voice now

"Martha,Martha! You are worried and troubled over so many things,but just one is needed."
Luke 10 vs 41

Ah well maybe I'll learn for next time.