Already?

I just realized today that we are moving next week! What happened to the time? Our very first home! It's quite exciting...but...next week??? Aaahhh! We have to pack, clean, move, arrange, do...stuff! Lots and lots of stuff!

I need chocolate.

good

It's good to let go.

It's good to see other's prosper and actually be happy for them.

It's good to let God refine you...mold you...strip you bare.

It's good to have God on your side and to know...to know that He is more than enough.

It's good...to just...be.

More Like Him

Sometimes things rise up to the surface that you thought you had dealt with…pains, fears, faults…they bounce up and greet you with an odd familiarity. You try to push them down but they bounce up none the less. You pray for God to come and and take these little torments away. You don’t want to deal with them. The Lord answers by allowing more of these little annoyances to bounce up from the depths. “Do these all belong to me?” you ask. The Lord holds on tight and tells you He is there to help you change. He doesn’t allow the pains, fears, and faults to sink, He allows them to rise. He asks you to face them and to learn how to deal with them. He asks you to surrender and to become more like Him.

First Love

With all that's going on in the world right now I keep coming back to the same basic truth. Jesus. Our country is standing on the edge of a sword. Yet, with all of the struggles we are facing financially as a nation there is still more at stake.

May the church rise up out of it's slumber and raise a voice that is louder than the voice of the enemy. Our Lord is yearning for us to turn back to Him with a burning passion. If we are lukewarm He will vomit us out of His mouth. Like a groom longs for the desire of his bride, so does our Lord long for our desire to be for Him. May we return to our first love and never look back.

Detour

The old lady creeped along the street. She stopped and pulled out a handkerchief. Only the elderly still see the significance of tissue you don't discard after each use. She blew her nose and stuffed the material back in her purse. She began to creep again. A young man dashed by on his skate board and she acted as though she did not even notice. He was too fast for her slow eyes. She crept some more. What was her destination? I think it was heaven, she was just taking a slight detour down these dirty old streets.

Yaye!

Yaye for Friday...yaye for sunshine...yaye for ice cream! Which reminds me, I had ice cream for dinner last night and I think I might have it for dinner tonight as well. It's just so yummy! And, if I eat it for dinner I don't have to feel as guilty eating an entire dinner PLUS ice cream for dessert. It just makes sense. So...yaye for Friday and ice cream and everything delicious and wonderful!

Official Ice Cream Day

Today is one of those days where I could really use a huge bowl of ice cream with peanut butter on top and only get up off the couch to go to the rest room or...to get more ice cream. Why can't we call into work for "ice cream days". I pick up the phone and tell my boss, "Hey, it's me. It's an ice cream day." Then my boss would say, "Oh, I understand. You get some rest."
This should defintely go into our employee handbook.