When He changes our plans...

Well, I am 3 days post surgery and had really intended to pop out of bed this morning and be ready to go. That was all well and good until I sat up ...not as easily done as yesterday. I decided I needed to just walk around and loosen up a little and I would feel fine. Twenty minutes later I was back in bed in pain and wondering how in the world I was going to take the boys to Monsters Inc on Ice as promised today. They were getting so excited and I mustered up a smile when I stood partially straight up and told Rex their might be a change of plans. Rex asked if he needed to take the boys for me, I reluctantly told him I thought so. Luckily this worked out for my friend Kellie and her daughter even being at the last minute. I started to feel like I had let my guys down and then I was heartened to see the beaming smiles on their faces when they heard they would be spending their time with Daddy instead. Hey, hunting season means very little Daddy time. So God worked this out for the best! In the light of eternity...it was not worth stressing over. A lesson learned for me. Oh and one more thing... probably not a good idea to clean out your closet the day after surgery - :(

Blessings
Trish