Yesterday, my oldest (16 years old) left for New Orleans. Last night my younger children spent the night with someone from the church. So, my wife and I did two things (keep reading, it is not a bad thing). We went out to eat at Texas Roadhouse last night, and we spent today cleaning my youngest daughter's room. Now, that may not be how someone with young kids may choose to spend a day without kids, but I was really excited to be "normal" again. I helped with lowering the bunk beds, I fixed the tops to the cabinets (they were loose), I went to the store to shop for church tomorrow (we do cookies and doghnuts before the service). So, now I am tired, but I feel great.
I really enjoyed being used by me wife. But, more than anything I feel great because it is one more reminder that I can do things that I felt were not possible again. Paul told the Corinthian church to "be steadfast, immovable, always abounding the work of the Lord forasmuch as you know that your labor is not in vain in the Lord." These may have been menial tasks around the house, but it was something I would have done before my stroke. I would have lowered the bed, I would have fixed the cabinets, I would have shopped and thought nothing of it...but now I notice when I do them. Why? Because my life (short term) is being defined by one event. I had a stroke. But, I am not letting it limit me, and for that I am thankful and will pour myself into the church, not letting my stroke hinder me.