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Rolling with the Punches

The other day, I was pondering how to recognize God's will vs. my own. I hadn't really come to any conclusion until Sunday morning. That's when Anna came to me and told me her head itched. I know, it doesn't sound like it could lead to a spiritual breakthrough, but that's where you'd be wrong. I had recently read another blogger's woeful tale of head lice, and Jamie's story is what prompted me to look at her head. My heart sank as I saw a little critter in her hair. How could this happen? What was I going to do?

After determining that Anna seemed to be the only one with this predicament, I went into action. (Well, actually first I cried.) I got on the internet and started researching what to do. This is how I cope with things, I research them ad naseum. I sent Tony for the special comb and then decided to send an e-mail to Jamie to seek advice from someone actually living it. She was an absolute angel. I was pretty distressed about the whole thing, for the amount of work involved in getting rid of lice effectively is daunting to say the least. I won't go into detail, but suffice it to say I am pooped!

Back to God's will vs. mine. I came to the conclusion that it is not so much trying to figure what He wants, but how we handle what He gives. I have had some good moments and some very not so good moments this past week.

Here are some good things that came out of this yucky situation:

1. with most of the toys either in the freezer or in bags in my closet, the house is much neater.

2. I got to talk to one of my virtual sisters in Christ and I can say that she is such a sweetheart that it almost makes me want to go to Minnesota. Almost. I don't like cold.

3. I spent lots more time in prayer this week.

I thought the head lice thing was enough, but God realized I need lots of practice handling His will with grace. The A/C went out this week too. Thank the Lord it was simply replacing a worn out part. The other thing I am not ready to talk about, but it is a biggy, and I need prayers people. Hopefully I can share this with you in a few weeks.
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  1. ElisaJuly 2, 2011 at 12:11 AM

    Aw...man. I had head lice when I was little and I haven't stopped being paranoid ever since. I just treated myself recently "just in case", but I'm pretty sure I didn't have the, because my head was not that itchy...but paranoia, I tell ya. I will pray for you. I think you are so right about God's will. We don't have to really figure out the future, we just have to do what we can now to try to be a Saint! Lord knows, having kids with lice, will make you a Saint in no time. Hopefully they are gone for good.

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  2. Jennie C.July 2, 2011 at 6:32 AM

    We pray for you and especially Anna every day. :-)

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  3. KrisJuly 2, 2011 at 11:09 AM

    My daughter had this more times than I can count!! She has very thick, blond hair and they seemed to really like her head. Unfortunately for me!! I have several wonderful, effective homeopathic remedies if you have a recurrence. You can email me at krischatfield@bellsouth.net if you want them. Good luck!!

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  4. Jamie JoJuly 6, 2011 at 10:26 AM

    Ok, this post brought tears to my eyes.

    I can say I truly understand.
    The girls keep asking if they can take out their Barbies and dolls, and I keep saying...wait another week. I'm just afraid those darn bugs will come back. We are still doing weekly treatments, every itch, I think "they're back!"

    Prayers for you my friend.

    PS you could come to Minnesota in the summer!

    Oh, yeah, I'd like to know those other homopathic remedies if you find out them!!

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