January Twenty-third But I Wasn’t Late

What a morning.


It was my day to help in the nursery this morning. I love doing this, I’m just not fond of going out in the cold. Still, it is a gift and a joy so I knew I would get up and go. I had my clock set for seven, but Molly decided I needed to get up and let her out a bit before that. Climbing from my warm bed I turned off the alarm and headed to let her out. Bella was right on my heals. Both dogs go outside and before I could turn around were barking like crazy over the cats that for what ever reason were in the driveway.

I get the dogs back inside and carry in some firewood. I get the dogs secured, the fire supplied, prepared a cup of coffee and headed to get ready. As I walked through the house I had to let Molly back outside as she had not answered her needs. With her back inside I went for my boots, and another cup of coffee.
My son was awakened by the first insane barking outburst and asked if I had nursery. Yes, and I’m going to be late I need to hurry. I went outside to start the jeep so it would warm up just a little. I made sure there were no cats around and started it then went back inside. I prepared my tithes, stuffed it in the envelope and grabbing everything headed out the door.


I drive carefully even though the roads were mostly good. I pull into the parking lot and wondered what was going on, no one was there. I parked and looked at my phone to see if I had missed a text or other message about anything going on at the church. There was nothing…there wouldn’t be as I was an hour early. But, I wasn’t late.


I drove back home, prepared a quick simple breakfast and waited for time to try again.


When I arrived the second time I wasn’t alone. I went inside collected a bulletin and headed for class. After that I headed for the nursery. A wonderful time with three year olds who remind us how to play with trucks, blocks and cook those pretend meals. It is also amazing how smart these kids are, as well as very stubborn at times.


Sitting here now with my coffee at hand and the dogs curled up close, I realize that the things I don’t have, are unimportant. In the grand scheme of things material things don’t matter all that much. We are warm, dry and protected. We have food and transportation. We are blessed. All the other things will fall into place as they should in their time.


The one thing I wish I had done was stopped on the way home for chocolate. As it is, I believe I will go and relearn how to tell time.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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2 Responses to January Twenty-third But I Wasn’t Late

  1. Elly says:

    This happens at least one time to everyone. I loved your words about the kids…it’s so true. It seems to me you had a great day and I think the moments when we realise how lucky and happy we are, these are the best! ❤

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