My little boys are forever playing pirates.
Today there is no play.
No lofty sails.
Today is more like survival. On a houseboat. That is not-so-quietly sinking to the deep.
Lonny is out of town and commitments are stacked high.
Running. Pick- ups. Drop-offs.
No one is sleeping.
We're cranky. Surly. Spent.
My two vacuums bit the dust.
Toast crumbs on the floor.
One boy overflowed the potty.
Half-hour battle with plunger and old plumbing.
Math facts are not settling.
Unsavory words from yesterday's movie did.
And we're in need of a treasure chest of grace.
Save our ship, Lord. Come quick!
He is faithful.
The pirates and I...
in deep places,
But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."
2 Corinthians 12:9