Sunday, October 16, 2011

Tree, Forest or Broken Google.

You know the old saying about not being able to see the trees for the forest.... Well, I took a walk the other day and noticed the trees.  Oh, some were gnarly, crooked, half-dead, very interesting, but somehow all of them seemed beautiful... especially with the fall colors they are all beginning to show.  It was then I felt like God said, "Hey, this just like all of you guys down there... you're messed up in some way or another, none of you are perfect, you've all had some damage, but you're all beautiful to me".  OOOhhhhh.  Thank you God, that made me smile--- but duh? "I know that"!!!! Recently we've started calling my son "Google", it seems whatever is said, he says "yeah, I know"... So as my boy would say...yeah, I know.... BUT... how long have a known that and still sometimes feel like a complete loser, a moron, an ugly, pathetic waste of God's time!
Well, if we get beyond my slighly broken version of Google, I know in my heart... He loves me just the way I am... He loves you too, just the way you are.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Kids say the darnest things...

Amazingly, Baylee received a "listening aware" today.  She obviously goes to school and does as we prayed she had, however, we still have yet to get her to use that skill in our home.  I'm thrilled she used her skills at school, and I'm praying it starts at home.

This evening, I was going out to pitch a few balls to Baylee.  She carries her bat over her shoulders with her arms hanging over the top and says, "Look, I'm dying on the cross".  Oh sweetheart... Somebody's already done that so please don't start trying to save yourself by doing it again... It just ain't gonna work!!!

Lastly, Jeff and Hunter go to the new Hucks in town!  They were so excited and got an icee.  Hunter checks the place out and says... "Daddy, you could live here!!! They've got gas, drinks, pizza, food and bathrooms!"  How we can be so pleased with the simple, bare necessities... Although these are not the things that fill and satisfy our souls... it's good he sees this is all that must be supplied and not have to have excess.

My sinus cavities have just opened up after killing me... nose is freezing... does that make me a "cold-noser?"

Monday, February 7, 2011

As I sit

Wow.. we've been sitting here for quite awhile waiting to see what's going on with my father as he has just had surgery... what's going on...we're numb on the backside and in the brain from the waiting and wondering. When will he wake up? When can he go home? What's next? My role has changed with my father and it's no longer me listening to my daddy, but me having to politely suggest what we do. Yes, mostly walking on pins and needles hoping not to offend or damage his pride, but knowing if I don't do something it's he that will continue to suffer. Ok, so the reason why we're even here is my "ever so intelligent and wonderful husband" said insteading of sitting and worrying why don't you do something? Well, we've done something but now we're back to sitting... and so the beat goes on as I sit.
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Monday, January 31, 2011

NO WORRIES!!!

My husband's blog post... yeah, well he's a loser... well, actually, I am not worried--- just amazed at the craziness around me without being totally destroyed. I kind of feel like a far removed cousin to Job. It's ok...so far I'm good, holding together by a thread, but it's pretty good thread.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

The Sacred Journey...

Hello there...
Been struggling to read a book called "The Sacred Journey" for months!!! Recently, I personally have been feeling like I needed to take a few new steps to exercise my faith. How ironic that the same time my husband embarked upon a trip to Colombia, South America was the time God said "go time!" for the exercise. This is not what I had planned!!!
Last time my husband went on a mission trip my son collapsed on a field trip and earned a trip to the emergency room. This week, my father's health declined and the journey we took was also the emergency room, that has earned him at least a 3 night stay in the Doctor's Inn. As I have been trying to let God know I wanted to know him and trust him more, nowhere was it ever in my mind that my journey would just be to my local medical complex where I would meet tons of wonderful folks who have been encouraging my father back to good health. My exercise I believe this far is to rely upon God for my strength, keep my cool with my children without assistance from their dad (since he's out of the country) and encourage my dad to get well soon!
The Sacred Journey by Charles Foster is a discovery of the pilgrimage we take on the path of life. We can either choose to take the adventure and live it out partially or fully or we can sit back to lack of organization or too much caution. Truthfully, I felt like the book was difficult to read and skipped around with its tales, locations, and lessons. I do believe it gave many wonderful citings about the journey Jesus took as a human and how he called people to follow him. The writer stresses walking and travel are a necessity and that God has a bent towards nomads. One point I found very philosophical but true is that arrival is less important than the journey. Along the way, you will find important lessons that are learned, and during said journey parts of you will be changed, as well as things lost, physically and emotionally as well as things won. The author continually reiterates that we my physically walk, move, depart, leave and go. Personally, I don't think a sacred journey has to be about that. I truly believe a sacred journey that our Lord requires of us is to get beyond ourselves and see to those about us--- like he did!
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Because my own life and the ones around me I feel are a part of a scared journey not a walk that physically has to be manuevered but must be lived out in our daily stayings and goings, I found it odd that I finally was able to finish this on the lack of a walk I'm having as we sit in the hospital!