I Believe, I Believe!
Do you believe that God can resurrect a computer from the dead?
I’m writing really fast without really any purpose because, I can!
About a month ago (obviously) my computer totally crashed and its been sitting out on the kitchen table and I would try to “fiddle” with it , if you will. I mean what the heck do I know about computers! But in the mean time my husband has tried to fix ANYTHING else besides this computer. I think he is scared to face the truth that I need a new one.
Anyway, I came down from taking a shower just now and my kid was playing a game on this computer! My 6 year old fixed it?? (Or the Lord??)
I miss you guys ![]()
So much has been happening, just as I am sure your house-holds are crazy busy with summertime here, no school for the kiddos, husbands leaving and gone more. Sooooo much to talk about it.
What are you guys thinking about as summer is here?
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Jeff recently has been traveling quite a bit. From conferences to camps. And this last trip just really threw me for a loop. It was a last minute trip that took him away for a week. I know its hard to be a single parent and away from our husbands for any period of time. But this trip I was really mad about. To put it bluntly, I was pissed. I couldn’t get excited for him to go, I couldn’t send him off well, and I couldn’t talk to him the entire time he was gone. He texted me and I responded a few times, but I even asked for him not to call because it was too hard to talk to him on the phone. I was obviously really emotional about him being gone. I had to really think about why it bothered me so much. And I figured it out!….
My husband chooses fruits, I choose chocolates. He eats spinach, I eat cookies. He loves fresh fish, I love pizza….. But I ran a half marathon (kicked some bootey), and he didn’t. I don’t want to brag or anything… (maybe a little)
Thinking this morning about how God loves me. Just me. As a mom, and a wife, a pastor’s wife, a church volunteer, and a friend. Its hard not to think of “others” when reading, or praying, or singing about God’s love for us. But this morning (and recently, since Good Friday to be exact) I have really been trying to think selfishly of God’s love. Of a picture in my mind of just me and the love of Christ. Only me. A lone me. No one else in that picture except me. Just like my own kids, sometimes they want to be the only child. They want to have “alone time” not having to share space with another sibling. I need that too, I guess. Time in my soul not having to be thankful for God loving anyone else but me. Sounds so selfish doesn’t it, a little immature?? Don’t get me wrong I am thrilled to my core for God’s love for my children, husband, students, and friends!! I am bursting to know when I look at my kids faces that someone loves them more deeply and intimately than I do! But I also thrive on the thought and feel overwhelmed that if it were just me, only me, a lone me, Jesus would still save me, and no matter how old I get or how many children I have My God still holds me like a child. So when I sing [...]
We (I say “we” loosely) are taking care of a fish, not mine a neighbors. And my feelings towards this fish are not loving, or caring, they are barely nice. What does it say about me? My lack of loving feelings towards animals (sorry it goes beyond fish). Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to hurt them or anything creepy, I just don’t like animals. Yuck. Should I explore this feeling? But I don’t want a pet and don’t want to want one. If they didn’t shed, smell, lick, drool, poop, pee, smell your crotch, mess up stuff, or eat. Maybe….. but probably not.
I have been thinking a lot lately about expectations. Expectations our children have on us, our spouses, our friends, our churches…. And how, what people expect us to be might not be what we imagine or desire ourselves to be. What do you do when the expectations don’t match up??