Today was my sons first day as a Freshman in High School and my daughters first day as a 7th grader. They both said their first day of the 2010-2011 school year was pretty good. I am very Grateful they had a great day and are healthy and smart kids. Thank you Jesus!
I learned today that I am not invinceable, despite medication and the intent to feel better than I actually do. So by the time I had a shower I was in enough pain to be tossing up my dinner in the shower. That would be level 10 pain, and not fun!
But I am trusting in the Lord that tomorrow will be better. I would like to go and get my certification completed for being a Substitue, as well as driving out of my little town to one of the big towns nearby where I get to pick up my new wig! I am SO excited because it is natural hair and should look Wonderful! I hope!
On the not so up side, again, I miss my best friend. I have recently stood up her twice and I hate the dissapointment that it causes. I am hoping to fix that by letting her know just how much I appreciate her. And by praying for her and her continued work for the Lord at her church in the womens ministry.
She is a great woman, great friend, great mom, great wife, and a Fantastic child of God.
But for now I am seeking the peace of the great I AM! He loves me and can relieve the stress and pain I am suffering with. This is my lot, and I am truly blessed He believes I am able to handle so much!'
I love you Lord!
Monday, August 16, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Home
Yeah! My two oldest children are home. They spent six weeks with their dad in Georgia this summer and those six weeks felt like forever. Missing them is not an emotional experience I enjoy repeating at holidays or during the summer. But having them home and hearing three voices laugh and fight is much better than hearing the youngest child whine about missing them. With a three and a half year old, an almost twelve year old, and a fourteen and a half year old the house is never quiet. Even at night while sleeping the youngest snores (like her mother, father, and all her grandparents) and the middle one will moan or groan while the oldest talks in his sleep.
That's right, I said I was a mom in my last post. Actually I became a mom when I was 17 and gave birth in high school. I gave birth to a little boy 17 days after my 17th birthday. The very next day I left the hospital by myself to go home with my mother and that precious little boy went to the adoptive parents that God had picked out for Him. So technically I became a mom that day, but I was not responsible for raising a son until 1995.
Then in 1998 I had a daughter, and again in 2007 I had another daughter. So I have been wearing the mom hat for a long time and I love it. The saying that a good job is its own reward is true, but I would still like to have a few vacation days every now and then along with one or two sick days, you know!
So with my children all home my house feels set to rights again. Of course, I am not so sure their dad/my husband feels the same way. He likes quiet and clean. I know he loves them, and that he missed them, but I think he misses the quiet. :)
On to our errands and busy day ahead. Thank you God that my children are home and that we are blessed by your presence every day with every breath! Amen!
That's right, I said I was a mom in my last post. Actually I became a mom when I was 17 and gave birth in high school. I gave birth to a little boy 17 days after my 17th birthday. The very next day I left the hospital by myself to go home with my mother and that precious little boy went to the adoptive parents that God had picked out for Him. So technically I became a mom that day, but I was not responsible for raising a son until 1995.
Then in 1998 I had a daughter, and again in 2007 I had another daughter. So I have been wearing the mom hat for a long time and I love it. The saying that a good job is its own reward is true, but I would still like to have a few vacation days every now and then along with one or two sick days, you know!
So with my children all home my house feels set to rights again. Of course, I am not so sure their dad/my husband feels the same way. He likes quiet and clean. I know he loves them, and that he missed them, but I think he misses the quiet. :)
On to our errands and busy day ahead. Thank you God that my children are home and that we are blessed by your presence every day with every breath! Amen!
Thursday, August 5, 2010
I guess it's time I started
So 10:30 on August 5, is not what I would consider the most noteable time for someone to start blogging, but then I am not typically a noteable person. I have thought about doing this for a while now, and thanks to a friend of mine and her courage to pursue her dream, I am going to pursue mine. (thanks mary!)
I am a Christian, child of God, daughter of faith, believer of the resurrected Christ who is the ONLY truth I will ever need. After that description, anything else, any other words I write are small in comparison. However, I am also a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a sister in-law, daughter-in-law, cousin, student, and woman. I am sure I left out several of the other hats that I wear, but I am jsut as sure that anyone reading this would get the point.
In case you are wondering I do not have an intended audience in mind. Why would I? I have no desire to share this blog sight with anyone. It is more, umm, theraputic than anything else. As a long time journaler and writer for relieving emotions this seems to be a natural progression, right? Ok, maybe not. Maybe putting your innermost thoughts and musings on an open book to the world isn't the wisest thing to do but here I am doing it anyway.
My beloved husband is snoring away behind me and reminding me that I am the only one in the house awake. the reason I am awake, I hurt. Not just my joints, shoulders and knees and hands, but also on the inside. I am hurting for family members that are hurting. I think part of me may be selfishly wallowing in that hurt, becuase it feels good to feel something, but I also KNOW that I am supposed to give that hurt over to God. So my selfeshness is two fold along with my disobedience. Funny how typing that out makes me feel the need to stop and pray. Seek His forgiveness.
I'm sorry Lord, I should hand these mind and heart burdens over to you and quit trying to handle them myself. You are the one who is taking care of them anyway-I just keep interrupting and putting my two cents in when you really don't need it. So I ask your forgiveness and pray that you will forgive me. help me to turn from my selfish desire to dwell and worry and wallow and instead to keep my focus on you. Awesome and wonderful Lord. In your precious sones name, Amen
And with that done I can feel my eyse getting heavier. The pain is not subsiding, but I would rather suffer in the warmth of the bed with my husband than typing at this silly computer.
GoodNight and God Bless!
I am a Christian, child of God, daughter of faith, believer of the resurrected Christ who is the ONLY truth I will ever need. After that description, anything else, any other words I write are small in comparison. However, I am also a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a sister in-law, daughter-in-law, cousin, student, and woman. I am sure I left out several of the other hats that I wear, but I am jsut as sure that anyone reading this would get the point.
In case you are wondering I do not have an intended audience in mind. Why would I? I have no desire to share this blog sight with anyone. It is more, umm, theraputic than anything else. As a long time journaler and writer for relieving emotions this seems to be a natural progression, right? Ok, maybe not. Maybe putting your innermost thoughts and musings on an open book to the world isn't the wisest thing to do but here I am doing it anyway.
My beloved husband is snoring away behind me and reminding me that I am the only one in the house awake. the reason I am awake, I hurt. Not just my joints, shoulders and knees and hands, but also on the inside. I am hurting for family members that are hurting. I think part of me may be selfishly wallowing in that hurt, becuase it feels good to feel something, but I also KNOW that I am supposed to give that hurt over to God. So my selfeshness is two fold along with my disobedience. Funny how typing that out makes me feel the need to stop and pray. Seek His forgiveness.
I'm sorry Lord, I should hand these mind and heart burdens over to you and quit trying to handle them myself. You are the one who is taking care of them anyway-I just keep interrupting and putting my two cents in when you really don't need it. So I ask your forgiveness and pray that you will forgive me. help me to turn from my selfish desire to dwell and worry and wallow and instead to keep my focus on you. Awesome and wonderful Lord. In your precious sones name, Amen
And with that done I can feel my eyse getting heavier. The pain is not subsiding, but I would rather suffer in the warmth of the bed with my husband than typing at this silly computer.
GoodNight and God Bless!
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