My favorite time of the day

As all you all know, life is busy around here. :)
But i have discovered something that makes it all worth while, (one reason among many)
My little Annie girl I've discovered is a snuggle bug. So now, it's bedtime and I take her into her room, we do bottle, and i take care of diaper business while she insists upon holding the bottle herself now. (who's to argue with a blond haired beauty?) and then the magic happens. She climbs into my arms and we lay on the floor, me on my back, her flat out on my tummy/chest/neck/face.I rub her back, her arms clasped tightly around my neck. Her wisps of blond hair tickleing my nose, and then we sing.
"Jesus Loves Me" is the favored tune, I sing first that she sings her version. I can make out a few words like "Jesus" and "bible tells me so"
Yes, i cried. One because she is so very sweet, and two, because hearing those sweet words on her pink rose-bud lips...there is really no greater joy for a mother.
The fact that at 18 months (almost) she knows that she has a God and that based on what the Bible says, He loves her so...it is mind blowing to me.
I know that i cannot forever have these moments with her, but i will cherish them as long as i can, and as another mother we all know of did, "But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart." Luke 2:19
Not that i am comparing myself to the mother of God, i am only following her great example and turning my little moments with my children into sweet pondered treasures.

Joy Regardless.

This is a topic that i struggle with. one, simply for obvious reasons, and seconding because once i claim that, i must own it. Joy Regardless is a goal, it's a focus for the days to come.
It means exactly that. Regardless of each situation that i find myself in, i should, no i am called...to maintain an attitude of joy regardless.
I WILL REJOICE IN THE LORD, I WILL HAVE JOY IN THE GOD OF MY SALVATION. Habukkuk 3:18
What does this look like exactly. You might be sitting there reading these words with tears of sadness or heaviness of heart about a current situation or tragedy. I understand these things are most difficult to "smile" through. I don't always think that God call us to grin from ear to ear about our trials. No-one can humanly do this. Its more the steady constant peace, knowing that regardless, God can be in this. Thankfully we do not have to call on human powers to accomplish this seemingly impossible goal. We have the Lord to supply us with not only the fill, but the desire to have joy. I am by my human nature, not one who naturally rejoices in the face of trials. My husband is by far one of the more optimistic people i have ever met. We had a conversation on this topic on the way home from all of our thanksgiving festivities...
When something negative surfaces (and I'm not talking about pimples) instead of looking at God and shaking his fist, he merely muses that the situation stinks but then says, well, "my one leg might hurt, but at least the other one does not.."
WOW. is all i can say to that. because if only that were my response with all my daily trivial trials, perhaps i could begin to see life this way more instinctively.
God calls us to this standard.
"THEY THAT SOW IN TEARS SHALL REAP IN JOY. HE THAT GOETHE FORTH AND WEEPETH, BEARING PRECIOUS SEED, SHALL DOUBTLESS COME AGAIN WITH REJOICING BRING HIS SHEAVES WITH HIM."
-psalm 126:5-6
Do you know what this says to me? You who have sorrow, there is joy in the wings. We only need to reach, wait and really, tap into it.
Asking God for this joy and this ability to be joyful is really ALL that we can do.
And really what this really reveals is a trust in Him. A trust that He can calm the raging the sea. Pull the blind up to their feet, and fill the arms of the barren. It might not be in the time we think, or the fullness that we expect, but we know this, that we can be safe in His arms.
Trust, Safety, to me = joy regardless. And let me tell you friends.. oh how i trust Him because anything else in the world will not hold you for more than a few moments. Stepping out onto the water is one of the most beautifully frightening moments one might ever face, but do you know what you find when you do step out? He's there. His strong, carpenter strong, hands are there waiting to grasp onto your shaking, white and cold hands. Not only does he replace fear with trust, His warmth leads to the joy and peace that passes all understanding.
So in my moments of fear when i doubt he's actually standing there in the raging waves of dark dark sea, i take the breath of Christ deep into my lungs, and i step. no, i jump. And then friends, i am caught, caught up in Him and His joy.
I may be in darkness, but i am held, safe, trusting and joyful..
may this be true for you as well.
You are loved, and you are not alone.

Goals.

Today, after my run, chatting with some people at the ymca, i came across a striking realization, not everyone thinks that goals and huge accomplishments are worthwhile.
Or, more so it's what the goals are.
I recently just read a book on a man who ran 50 marathons in 50 days, in 50 different states, i had the book on audio so that i could listen to it while running, and these past couple of weeks while listening and running, I've had some of my best runs ever. So inspiring to me.
To me, my running, my dreams keep me going each day. Paul speaks on running the race to completion and even though i know in many ways this was from a spiritual standpoint, it is also a rule that can applied to your physical life as well.
In this book i was so inspired by the way that the human body was designed for extreme tasks. Examples, God took the Israelites out into the desert where they walked around a desert for years. forty to be exact. (Exodus) He asked Sampson to kill i believe it was a 1000 men with a donkey's jawbone? (Judges 15)
and of course, David and Goliath.
I know we all have these mountains of goals that swirl around in our heads. What they look like change from person to person, but the goals remain.
I am tempted to get on my soap box and say, Everyone should try harder!!! but really, it's not the trying harder that helps us to complete our goals, yes, goal completion does take a fair amount of grit, determination and desire, but most of all, it's committing that goal to the Lord.
My running, is a form of glorifying my maker. one, because he made me with the ability to run, 2 because He desires my excellence. He created me to succeed and do the best i can do for Him. Excellence to me = fulfillment of goals by His standards. Not just my own.
So,
Commit to the LORD whatever you do, and your plans will succeed."
Proverbs 16:3
And by commit, It means, lay before, ask for guidance, ask for His divine wisdom, and then examine your heart in your motives. The goals with human purpose behind them will soon be weeded out so that only His divine and heavenly goals will remain.
That was encouraging to me.
so if you run, run like the wind.

"It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; he enables me to stand on the heights. He trains my hands for battle; my arms can bend a bow of bronze. You give me your shield of victory, and your right hand sustains me; you stoop down to make me great. You broaden the path beneath me, so that my ankles do not turn."
Psalm 18:32-36

His Thoughts

SET YOUR MIND ON THINGS ABOVE, NOT ON THINGS ON THE EARTH. Colossions 3:2

As a believer who is striving to always DO what is right to honor my heavenly Father, not because it's what I SHOULD do, but because i know it will PLEASE Him whom i serve. It's like folding your husbands shirts a certain way, not because it's what you need to do, but because you know it's going to make him feel like you care, honor him and desire to do your very best to please him as his wife.
So it is with my heavenly Father.
But today something occured to me as intense as a flash of lightening, while reading my devotional. It's one thing to have pure ACTIONS but it's an entirely different thing to have pure THOUGHTS. No-one sees or hears my thoughts unless i choose to voice them, i felt a sinking feeling in my stomach because of all of the thoughts i have had over the years.
My only saving grace and sanity is this, i know i will never reach a place of having every one of my thoughts be perfect but i can daily lay my thought life down before the Lord. and also being sensitive to the "starter" or "mother" thoughts. The thoughts that give birth to more evil thoughts and eventually lead to actions.
Starting each day not with the idea that I'm going to "try" my hardest to be perfect today, but to simply lay my very day beginning thoughts before the Lord.
He already knows my imperfections, but calls me to rise above the norms of today to show Him my adoration and respect.
But for me the underlining issue is not that I have to do this on my own. What God calls me to, He will also provide me the means in which to do it. If you want pure thoughts, they are available to you. You are not under any obligation to have bad or impure thoughts. And by impure, i mean anything that is contrary to Christ, How mad i might be at my kids for messing up my day by not taking their appropriate naps. (yeah, that's a real thought of mine. yuck.)
But the joy, the beauty and the peace that this story is wrapped in, is this, My God, is mighty to save, refresh and renew and He does each and every day. His knowledge of my not being perfect though is not a reason to go on sinning. NO. now, that i have knowledge of Christ, I strive, I must, rise above. My King calls me excellence because He created me to be the best that I can be to bring Him the most glory. Think about how proud your sports team coach was when you gave it your all, or your piano teacher was when you absolutely nailed that song because of all the good, sound, hard work you put into it. That is my desire.
WE PULL DOWN EVERY PROUD OBSTACLE THAT IS RAISED AGAINST THE KNOWLEDGE OF GOD; WE TAKE EVERY THOUGHT CAPTIVE AND MAKE IT OBEDIENT TO CHRIST. 2 Corinthians 10:5
Not because i should, but because if i don't, I'm missing out the excellence that God has made available to me because of His beauty, design and great plans.
That is His thoughts, would be my thoughts, this is my great destination.

This little light of mine

Well I'm gonna let her shine, let her shine, let her shine, let her shine.
Ain't she something?
This little girl, i am telling you, she absolutely delights my heart. Every day when i see her sweet, gleaming little face, blond wisps of hair dangling in her face and the light she shines with each little smile.
She is His handy work and I am so blessed to be able witness this little light of mine.

HOPE

Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall yet praise Him, My help and my God. Psalm 42:5

Good days come, bad days come, but what keeps me hopefull? for most of my life it was the next big event, something that i could get excited about. you know, the excitement and "hope" for the unknown adventures of youth. today though, when life seems to stand still some days, and as i always joke with my husband, "it feels like ground-hogs day.." because of the sameness each day holds.
So i began to wonder why is it that i can still have such hope for the days to come? I do try and do interesting things with my children each day, even if its something as small as baking cookies for the police station just so we can go and see something new! but that is not really what gives me hope.
WHEN THEY SEE ME WAITING, EXPECTING YOUR WORD, THOSE WHO FEAR YOU WILL TAKE HEART AND BE GLAD. Psalm 119:74
And then today it hit me. Those around me need to be encouraged of His hope as well as I do.
O LORD!!! YOU ALONE ARE MY HOPE!!! I'VE TRUSTED YOU O LORD FROM CHILDHOOD. Psalm 71:5
Maybe i have not always trust Him from childhood as i should have, but i certainly am now, because He is my hope.
So when the sky turns grey, and the tides shift, we truly do have one thing that stays true. Now, life is good, fun and wonderful many days. But the reality is always there, that there is something bigger going on here, God has work to be done still and we are after-all, not only his handiwork, but also his tools. That is where my hope is. Not only was I hand crafted, i am also held. Held and hopefully usable. So in order to remain usable, i have to remain in HIM. Because in His hands, there is Hope, there is hope for joy in my day, hope for being used for His greater purposes and hope for the eternity that i will spend with Him when His work has been completed on me. what a beautiful cycle.
Somewhere from deep within me, a lie is whispered.."doesn't that sound like alot of work to do, to simply be?" If simply being, was all i was interested in doing, then yes, that would be alot of work. But i don't want to just be, i want to BE USED! i want to learn, grow, be strengthened, thrive and ultimately be who GOD WANTS ME TO BE. Hope. yes. we can live in Hope.

Jesus's baby.

Today, when my husband arrived home from work he is laying on the floor "chatting" with Joshua and catching up. Chris is asking Joshua what he did today, Joshua responds promptly, "we went the Y, i played with Kendal, and I went to bring cake and pizza to the baby." Chris looks at me..."cake and pizza to the baby?" then Chris turns back to Joshua and asks.."who's baby Joshua?"
Joshua responds quite matter-of-factly- "Jesus's baby."
I burst out laughing as does Chris.
I follow up with, "no we brought pasta and cake to Mommy's friends baby Joshua."
Joshua smiles, laughs and goes on talking about his day.
Under my breath i say.." never knew Jesus had a baby, but if he did, i'd bring him cake and pizza too..." from the mouths of babes.

Honesty

Being true. What does that mean to me today? Being the same person no matter who you are with..
speaking Christ's truth regardless of who you are speaking to, but most of all being honest with yourself.
Are you really who you say you are. I challenge myself with these thoughts today because i never want to become complacent in my faith. I always want to arise to the challenge. I want to be truthful, direct, loving and consist ant.
HE THAT WALKETH RIGHTEOUSLY, AND SPEAKETH UPRIGHTLY, HE THAT DESPISETH THE GAIN OF OPPRESSION, THAT SHAKETH HANDS FROM HOLDING OF BRIBES, THAT STOPPETH HIS EARS FROM HEARING OF BLOOD, AND SHUTTETH HIS EYES FROM SEEING EVIL, HE SHALL DWELL ON HIGH, HIS PLACE OF DEFENSE SHALL BE THE MUNITIONS OF ROCKS, BREAD SHALL BE GIVEN TO HIM AND HIS WATERS SHALL BE SURE. Isaiah 33:15-16
I have begun to have the thought, would it not be so amazing that if my default was righteousness and what i had to try to do was sin? rather than the other way around? i know that this is a lifelong quest and a never ending growth process, but isn't that better than becoming complacent because the goal appears unreachable?
I need not fear, I need only to be honest. Honest with Lord of my failures, desires and temptations, honest with others when i am not consistant, honest with myself that He is God and I am not. All i need to do, is bow my head, and follow His lead. At times it feels like then I am walking blind, but I believe that is better than knowing exactly where I am going. When it is Christ that I am walking blindly towards.
Because then, MY WATERS SHALL BE SURE. I am recognizing the importance of Christ needing to be in absolutely EVERYTHING that i do. If righteousness is to be my default, then i suppose that i am on a quest for holiness. and be as David, who "delights in the law." it is not of our nature to "delight in laws" rather we tend to follow the idea that "rules are meant to be broken." not true...because we are to "delight in the laws of the Lord.."
this is a lifelong quest I am on, but i would rather be here than anywhere else, because here it is honest.

Still

This is something that i am not very often. Still.
As i sat pouring over my Bible this morning, begging, searching, longing for His words that would reach deep into my soul and restore me..
He did, He did just that. and do you know what He told me? He told me to be STILL.
I sort of shook my head in conviction as the tears began to stream down my cheeks. Of course Father I thought. If you are to speak to me, make me be usable, first you have to teach me. All these battles of life that I am up against suddenly seemed so small as He whispered this promise to me..
"THE LORD WILL FIGHT FOR YOU, YOU NEED ONLY BE STILL." Exodus 14:14
I had been putting so much of my energy in just keeping my head above water these past few days that i had forgot to breath in His air.
The very air that gives life to my body, i was struggling, floundering, drowning without it, and it all came to clear to me in sudden revelation as i read that verse.
He is my great protector. He is my battle leader..my chief, My KING.
And not only is He all those things, He loves me, cares enough for me, to speak silent words of comfort to my heart.
When the things of this world come crashing in and around you, He is there. We need only to be still.
Be still and know that I am God, HE tells us..
I will Lord. I will be still.

DADDY TIME

There is nothing like the way my children light up when Daddy walks through the door. They love him. No, they WORSHIP him. He is the hilight of their day, and mine.

Weary.

COME TO ME, ALL YOU WHO ARE WEARY AND BURDENED AND I WILL GIVE YOU REST. MATTHEW

Today, i awoke weary. I am not coming here to complain, merely to share the feelings that i know every mom, (or even non-mom) feels.
It's that feeling the weight of the word is upon your shoulders.
My only thought is why? what causes me to become so worn down?
And then it hit me.
THIS WORLD IS NOT MY HOME.
And really, for that i am thankful, but that explains to me why i can never quite feel like i can hang my hat on the wall and say, "there, this place feels just perfect."
My home, feels like home, it feels nice, warm and (sometimes clean) but to say, "this is it, I've arrived..i need nothing more" well, i have yet to reach that place.
I am not talking about contentment or decor within my home, because i do not want for more within these walls.
It's the peace of knowing i have reached my final destination that i cannot feel just yet.
So when i have a bad day i remind myself, it's hard to feel totally at peace when you are not totally in peace.
I pray i will continue to grow in my knowledge of Christ, so that He permeates my every corner a little bit more each day, month and year. That is my prayer, and i know with that peace will expand as well...
Somehow i find rest in that knowledge, i cannot feel home, because i am NOT home.

"ENCOURAGE THE EXHAUSTED, AND STRENGTHEN THE FEEBLE. SAY TO THOSE WITH ANXIOUS HEART, "TAKE COURAGE, FEAR NOT. BEHOLD, YOUR GOD WILL COME."
-ISAIAH 35:3-4

your God will come. What a promise. Thank-you Jesus.

Back seat driver

Another day in the car, Joshua, praise the Lord I have him with me because how in the world would I know where to turn? (or at least that's what he thinks...)
As we are out and about, he keeps telling me, "mommy! TURN NOW!!!" after repeating the phrase several times, mommy is starting to get annoyed. So to silence the driver in my back seat i say, "ok Joshua, Mommy is turning now, just like you said.."
i hear a slight pause in the back seat, followed by, "GOOD GIRL MOMMY."
Really? It's really that way? ok then.

Thank you God For Starbucks, and Sisters.

There are alot of things i love. I could make a really long list of them but that could get boring..
so i think i will just tell you of a few of those loves.
Coffee and Sisters.
Case and point, last night I had a wonderful eggnog late' with one of my favorite people in the world. My sister Beth.
I laughed so hard i really think i might have either peed my pants or re-opened my c-section scar. ( i know that's a bit graphic, but i must get you to understand the intensity of this laughter we shared.)
I would highly recommend it. ( even if you are post c-section.)
Our children came up in conversation, which always provides laughter, our husbands came up in conversation which usually had something to do with a "poop" joke, but what makes me laugh the most is the sheer beauty of being in agreement with someone who so "gets" your life's circumstances.
I am recognizing not only the great blessing from the Lord, but the great joy I tend to miss out on when i get "too busy" for coffee times. or whatever times...coffee is just one of the things we enjoy together.
"A CHEERFUL HEART IS GOOD MEDICINE, BUT A CRUSHED SPIRIT DRIES UP THE BONES." - Proverbs 17:22
So, i had a healthy dose of "good medicine" and lets just say, "it's changed my life!!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Free

The earth shall soon dissolve like snow
The sun forbear to shine
But God who called me here below
Will be forever mine,
will be forever mine
You are forever mine...

I was struck by the lyrics to this song, my auntie Mary picked this song out for Grandma's funeral a few weeks back...
The words have rung in my ears all morning.
Not on a morbid sense, but the fact that how often do really stop and think...
THIS WORLD IS GOING TO DISSOLVE LIKE SNOW.
it's a really good word picture of the inevitable ending of this life..and the prayers are that you have chosen Christ as your leader throughout this life, so that when the world does dissolve, you will not dissolve with it.
"For the lips of the adulteress drip honey, and her speech is smoother than oil, but in the end she is bitter as gall, sharp as a double edged sword. Her feet go down to death, her steps lead straight to the grave. SHE GIVES NO THOUGHT TO THE WAY OF LIFE, HER PATHS ARE CROOKED, BUT SHE KNOWS IT NOT." -Proverbs 5:2-6
The reason that verse struck me today as i came across it my daily reading, was this, the adulteress spoken of here can come in many different forms, she is not just a lusty woman of ancient times. She can come in the form of anything that captivates us enough to pull us away from Christ. And that she gives no thought to that paths OF THIS LIFE.
So, i stopped and thought, what are the adulteresses in my life? And then, to sum it up, with great conviction, comes great forgiveness. so whatever those adulteresses are, and as i recognize them for WHAT they are, i can lay them down before the foot of the cross knowing that my God my savior has forgiven me, and set me free.
My chains are gone,
I've been set Free
My God my Savior has ransomed me
And like a flood His mercy reigns
Unending love, amazing grace.

Amazing Grace. How sweet the sound. You are forever mine.

The differences between Mom and Boy.

I had a moment while driving this afternoon. I just had to laugh, it pretty much epitomizes the differences between the "girl" make-up and the "boy" make-up. I really think God is so creative, and I don't believe that I've even scratched the surface of the extreme differences. We are driving by this unbelievably beautiful field...the sun is shinning on a sea of orange, green and red leaves. Cascading over a beautifully rowed crop field, the rows are perfect, I'm pretty sure there was "twinkle" in the eye of deer eating in the field. ANYWAYS, I make the comment to Joshua, "wow honey, isn't that a beautiful field?" Joshua looks at the field, looks back at me, gets a devilish grin on his face and asks.. "Can I wreck it?"
I rest my case.

Kleenex.

PRAYERS

SO, I like to consider myself a woman of prayer. As I tucked my Joshua into bed for his nap this afternoon, we had been through the saga and process that takes five hours. (or so it feels)
drink, diaper change, books, tuck in, get bow-wow, tuck in again, my nose itches, my toe itches, tuck in again...and finally prayers. well today, he did not want to pray. OK fine i say. no prayers, i will pray for you. NOPE. That won't work either. OK. i leave the room fuming because I'm just trying to be that good, godly mommy that I'm supposed to be. i have this conversation with God for a little while and then i hear my boy screaming bloody murder from his room. i get up AGAIN, from my bible, and go to his room. Tears streaming down his face he states.."Mom. I want to pray now..." *sniff*
I look at him, still annoyed from our whole "get-to-bed-process" and I sternly say from the doorway where i stand.."THANK YOU JESUS FOR THIS DAY. AMEN."

*sigh* I am but a work in progress.

Facing our Fears Like Children

Fear.

I've decided that this is what holds me back from doing things and saying things at times.


There are times, and we all know them, when we are supposed to do and speak words and actions that God has called us to..


Sometimes it's a fear of admitting a possible failure, and sometimes it's just us, frozen in our tracks not being able to think about anything else but our fear.


"My flesh and my heart may fail, But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever."


psalm 73:26





God Hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power and of love and of a sound mind.


2 Tim. 1:7





Fear comes in many different forms, can i run that fast? Can i be a good mom? Can i conquer this spiritual battle, and the answer always is YES. with God, YES.


So today, when something stares you in the face and you say, "i don't think i can do that..." KNOW THIS. You can and you will, because we serve a very powerful God who does not ever leave us hanging. He is mighty to save.


"I'll stand with hands high and heart abandoned. All i have is Yours." -lyrics to a song i love





WE WAIT IN HOPE FOR THE LORD; HE IS OUR HELP AND OUR SHIELD. Psalm 33:20

So lets do as my little boy does here, and just jump knowing He will catch us.

Where are the children?

OH. There they are. That explains the silence I'm experiencing.

On some levels, silence is good, on other levels, silence is VERY SCARY.

Can I hear an amen from all the young mommies out there?

Today they fed the garage floor A LOT of dog food, and made a "boat" in the hallway.

Someday I will have a couch again. But for now, I have a excellent boat in my hallway, or wherever else it lands.

looks like it's a sailors life for me. (or was that pirate?) either way, I'm off to the high seas of adventure.

As I sit here and blog, I hear behind me in my toy room my sweet boy say, "Annie, lets play together."

This is the good life.

Halloween

I'm a sucker for any excuse to dress my children up. I confess, they are at times my grown up dolls. (yikes.) Regardless, Halloween, besides having absolutely no good thing about it because it is by nature a pagan holiday, does have one good quality. Costumes.

World, meet my little Elmo, and Princess Fairy Ladybug.

They are the sweetest little dears, and at the end of the night, were running around my house literally in circles because Mommy had to dress them up and chalk them full of sugar so they would never sleep again.

I am not rethinking the trick or treating idea. I'm sure by next year Halloween I will forget how crazy this night was. But not now. I remember and so I share.

Annie's tongue is green from sugar candies. Joshua had pop with his pizza. (my Mom is now cringing I know.)

The evening went off mostly without a hitch, Elmo ended up wearing the Ladybug Princess's antennas, (an odd sight but it worked I guess) and Ladybug finally rid herself of her green tongue. All is well in crazy-town.

Today is the day I Begin

I've avoided it long enough, I must blog.

If this comes as a shock to you, so be it. But yes, I do blog.

This blog is going to be a story of the crazy things that happen to us each day,

the things that make our life beautiful. (hence the crazy beautiful part.)

I am not going to make any promises on how often I will blog. All that I can promise, is that there will be some craziness, and there will be beauty.

The beauty comes in many forms....Jesus, a husband, 1 little boy , 1 little girl.

So, if you care to read on, join me in my adventure.

To start, God has put me here on this earth I've decided to be blessed enough to be a mommy to these two "youngsters" as Dr. Dobson calls them. I rather liked that term.

I sort of picture two little stinker poos in my heard when I hear that endearing term.

Two things I know, God is good. And, God does not make mistakes.

Two very comforting things.

Case and point, two children in 16 months. Wow God, OK. So, you must think I'm up to the challenge huh?

Well, great is my God because as I fall into bed each night with my head smoking because of being overworked, i find HIS mercies are new every morning and He mercifully supplies me with a new head that very next morning. Thank you God. Now God, can I have a nanny?

No. OK. No nanny. How about a nap?

Maybe.

Maybe? Ok. I guess i'll have take what I can get.

And so it goes, and so it goes.

Each day has enough trouble of it's own, so do not worry about tomorrow.