It’s Saturday morning and after a couple of days of feeling under the weather I woke up determined to get some much-needed things done around the house. (My kitchen looks like transient bachelors cooked in it while I was feeling unwell and took off without cleaning their mess.) It only took a few deep breaths to realize that my early morning conviction probably wouldn’t thrive for long. Just a few deep breaths revealed difficulty breathing and painful lungs when I inhale. My self-diagnosis is pleurisy. Bronchitis is probable within the next day or so…spring’s prompting of pollen production has caught up with me. What a drag! Still I will endeavor to get our house in order.
After working in the kitchen for a little while I decided I’d earned a break. Instead of retreating to the couch I picked up a project in progress and completed it. Surely that counts toward my goal of getting something done today.
The project I worked on this morning is part of a package I need to get together and sent to my nephew’s family. He is in Iraq serving our country, and they are in Turkey waiting for his return.
Meet Jeff…he’s a meteorologist in the Air Force. He helps keep our men and women safe, and our family is proud of him.
Jeff is married to Laurie…we’re proud of her, too. She has accepted the calling of a military wife with grace and gives it her all. They have two beautiful children.
Now that the introductions are over here is my completed project of the day. On the left is a pillow for Addison featuring one of my favorite pictures of him with his super hero dad. On the right is a “daddy doll” for Kendyl. (This will be her second one…someone sent one to her anonymously before her dad deployed.) Laurie told me “two heads are better than one” applies to daddy dolls. Two daddy dolls are better than one.
I used a thrifted, desert-camouflage uniform for the back of the pillow and doll. Each has a pocket for keeping letters and any small treasure their daddy may send them.
These are small tokens of my love for Jeff and Laurie and the kids and our pride in this precious military family. The most important thing I do for them is pray for their safety and strength. It is great comfort knowing each of them is in God’s care.
Even if I get nothing else done I feel like I’ve accomplished something significant today.
Until next time…
Be a channel for God’s blessings, not a reservoir. ~ unknown ~