Who invented Bad Luck?

Ricky and Simon meditating on the back steps

The day started out well. I was showered and dressed by 6:30 am and had studied for my upcoming Sunday School lesson next Sunday. I was on roll, which hasn't happened much these past 2 & 1/2 years.

Then Simon awoke as I was making school lunches for the eldest three. Rick found him with his head on the stairs crying. He has not been feeling good for a few weeks and the last few nights he has been coughing constantly and then screaming in pain. I knew I would be heading to the doctor as soon as I saw his sad face. Rick and the kids left for the day and I began cleaning up, dressing Simon and doing as much as I could while Rachel slept. Within an hour I had Simon and Rachel on my lap screaming, Rachel screaming because she wanted to nurse but was being interrupted by her very irrate brother who wanted Mum's full attention.

The phone rang, it was Ricky calling from school because he was feeling very ill, probably from his allergies flaring up along with half the population of Missouri this week! I had to tell him it would be a while and that I would pick him up on the way to the doctors. By 11:45am I had dragged the babies in and out of the middle school and had big brother in tow and was headed to the Dr. The Dr found Simon had a raging double ear infection and after numerous trips to the ER and Dr this past year determined Simon has Asthma. I just wanted a night of sleep so I agreed to all of the interventions and drove to Walgreens to pick up all the items necessary to help Simon.

Now this day may sound pretty good to some of you so far, some of you would say it sounds terrible, for me its about normal, maybe a little worse. I have to say these past 15 years have been great but also exhausting, today I was trying to "bear my journeyings without murmuring". I was thinking all of this as I loading up the van when my very wise eldest son said "Mum who invented the concept of Bad Luck?" (I was wondering if he thought we were having a little at that moment) I told him I didn't know but I said there is probably no such thing although sometimes it feels like it. But I told him that if today we are having it I would rather have bad luck than some of the trials others have. Real trials like living in Haiti, having cancer, losing a child, having the love of your life leave you, losing all you had to a corrupt banker. I could go on. So today is great, today is just a little bad luck. I am blessed and I hope if you are going through a real trial you will get through it without bad luck to boot, hopefully some good luck will come your way. Here are some fists of fury to help you out.