No timer reminded me. I could feel the afternoon disappearing and imagine the buses lining up at the school where our children spent their days.
“What’s for supper?” topped my mental list as I thought through the late afternoon and evening to come.
Feeding six kids and two adults always challenged me; we had some lean days back then. But this day not many items kept the ketchup and mustard company in the fridge. The pantry shelves stared back at me blankly. A quick inventory revealed eggs nestled in their carton in the refrigerator. A few steps away, a bag of potatoes at the bottom of the pantry eyed me.
Before any complaint dared enter my mind, the Holy Spirit helped me think: “If I had a jam-packed fridge and a fully-stocked cupboard, I might choose eggs and potatoes for a meal.”
That event (20+ years ago) still helps me fight the urge to whine about what I don’t have, and victoriously ask myself, “What can I do with what I do have?”
I hope it helps you, too.