Saturday, December 01, 2007

Blessings in Disguise

My granddaughter, Emily (above - age 7), got to spend the night with me last night and a few hours this morning before returning home. We had a good time eating dinner last night at McDonalds, renting and watching Ratatouille (?), sleeping late, having breakfast together, watching Hairspray, practicing her piano lesson, playing on the computer, etc. Naturally, she did not want to go home when her Dad and brother came by to pick her up. I'm so thankful my grandchildren want to come to my house and hate to leave. I love them all so much!!!!
I initially had plans for this weekend before finding out that Emily was coming. A friend of mine had sent me four free tickets to attend a Christmas concert at the Cultural Center for last night. I gave three of them to friends at church who said they would love to go with me. Well, when I found out I could not go because of Emily coming, I called one of the friends and told them I could not go. Bottom line, none of them went either. I feel bad that free tickets were not taken advantage of, but I know I was doing what I was supposed to be doing - enjoying my grandchild. Next, I had planned to go with a couple of friends for the day to Market Days in Tallahassee. That didn't pan out either, but you know what? I'm not disappointed that I didn't get to go (except to enjoy the fellowship of my two friends) as, again, I had my priorities in order. After Emily left, I dropped off bags of clothes to the consignment shop for Angela, did some more Christmas shopping, had my nails done, wrapped presents, etc. None of that would have gotten done if I had been gone all day. So, sometimes our failed plans turn out to be blessings in disguise. There will be other concerts and other market days but Emily will only be little once and I will not be on this earth forever.
Tomorrow is Sunday and, as always, I look forward to being in God's house. I look forward to being with God's people, friends, and all the activities of the day. I hope everyone who reads this will also be in church worshipping. Until next time...Mom.