Here it is September 4th, and I'm just now doing my review of last month. Guess that tells you how this month has gone so far. Busy, busy, busy! We kicked it off with the Honey Festival, with a food booth for the Ladycats, and then the work week began with an exam and lecture, lecture, and more lecture. I'm actually looking forward to Bowling Green this coming weekend because I know I can just relax in a hotel room on Friday night.
August was a good month. Not great, and definitely room for improvements, but a good month. No weight loss, but I have been doing better about diet and exercise. The treadmill is back to being my friendemy... but I do have Dance Moms, Cheer Perfect, and Who Do You Think You Are DVRing, so it is all good. And once I get started I like it. Most of the time.
Bible reading and memorization... ok, let's be honest. I've slacked off on memorization. Haven't opened my Chronological Bible... but I am doing one study on Luke with Good Morning Girls and one study with Hello Mornings in Ephesians. I'm on the last week of the Beth Moore's David study, and am planning on starting Jesus the One and Only with my Facebook bunch in October. I'm finishing up What Happens When Women Say Yes to God next week with the Proverbs Online Bible Studies on Facebook, and will begin a study on A Confident Heart by Renee Swope.
Blogs and pictures... could do better. Haven't posted as much at all, been sooo busy... but I realize I make time for what I want to do, so I'm making a commitment to finishing the year strong.
I read 9 books in August for a total of 77 out of my 80 book for the year. More on what I'm reading now. Still participating in the Joy Dare counting 1000 gifts, and am over 1300. This month, one of my Facebook friends made a challenge to do 27-28 things I'm thankful for in a day (10,000 in a year's time), so I'm taking her up on it this month.
Sleep... Doing better. Getting about 7 hours a night. Still struggling with getting up early, but it is what it is.
I know this year might be considered a failure so far by some, but I'm more aware of my weaknesses, and am looking to the One who is made strong in those. And I'm saying yes to change... yes to doing what I need to do. Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life. =)
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Friday, August 30, 2013
Five Minute Friday... Worship
"Here I am to worship, here I am to bow down, here I am to say that You're My God..."
As soon as I read the prompt this morning, this song came to my mind.
Every Friday, I try to gather with Lisa Jo Baker at her blogging space, where she gives us a prompt and we write for five minutes on that word, unedited, not really thinking, just writing. Except sometimes I forget to set my timer... so enjoy!
Worship. What a beautiful word. Worship is bowing down... it is looking to something else, it is completely losing yourself in the moment to feel peace and hope. It becomes about something other than yourself, something bigger than yourself.
Humble praise. Adoration. Standing in awe.
I've actually been thinking about worship a lot. Last week, I went to a Casting Crowns concert. As I stood on the old University of Louisville football field and raised my hands to worship the one true God, I reflected on how far I have come since I last stood on that field.
Almost 20 years ago, I cheered on my Breathitt County Bobcats as we won back-to-back State football championships. My hands were raised to urge the crowd to become involved in the game. The prayers that I sent up were focused on winning, on allowing that pass to be caught, on petitioning God to somehow help us come back from behind.
I went to church that next Sunday after the game, sat in the same pew I sat in every weekend, and just sat. Oh, I stood for the reading of the Word, and I sang along with the hymnal in my hands... but it was just going through the motions.
I didn't know what true worship was.
Twenty years later, I still don't fully understand. I still am not completely uninhibited... but I'm learning.
And thanking God for the opportunity.
As soon as I read the prompt this morning, this song came to my mind.
Every Friday, I try to gather with Lisa Jo Baker at her blogging space, where she gives us a prompt and we write for five minutes on that word, unedited, not really thinking, just writing. Except sometimes I forget to set my timer... so enjoy!
Worship. What a beautiful word. Worship is bowing down... it is looking to something else, it is completely losing yourself in the moment to feel peace and hope. It becomes about something other than yourself, something bigger than yourself.
Humble praise. Adoration. Standing in awe.
I've actually been thinking about worship a lot. Last week, I went to a Casting Crowns concert. As I stood on the old University of Louisville football field and raised my hands to worship the one true God, I reflected on how far I have come since I last stood on that field.
Almost 20 years ago, I cheered on my Breathitt County Bobcats as we won back-to-back State football championships. My hands were raised to urge the crowd to become involved in the game. The prayers that I sent up were focused on winning, on allowing that pass to be caught, on petitioning God to somehow help us come back from behind.
I went to church that next Sunday after the game, sat in the same pew I sat in every weekend, and just sat. Oh, I stood for the reading of the Word, and I sang along with the hymnal in my hands... but it was just going through the motions.
I didn't know what true worship was.
Twenty years later, I still don't fully understand. I still am not completely uninhibited... but I'm learning.
And thanking God for the opportunity.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
What I Learned in August
1. It's not all about me. I knew this... but relearned it. It's easy to take everything seriously. We may read a facebook status or a tweet and think it's about us. Or feel excluded because something doesn't include us... but chances are, that person wasn't even thinking of me when they posted it. Why get your feelings hurt about something that someone did not even mean for you? And even if it was meant for you... Grace. =)
2. How did I live my whole adult life thus far without realizing that Post-It Notes are manufactured in Cynthiana, Kentucky? Because heaven knows I could not have lived my whole adult life thus far without them? I saw this in someone's tweet so of course I had to look it up... Post It Notes are a 3M product and manufacturing started in 1985. The plant in Cynthiana is 450,000 sq. ft. and also manufactures Scotch packing tapes. And I'm so glad they expanded their line of products to include hot pink and purple =) http://solutions.3m.com/wps/portal/3M/en_US/Cynthiana/Plant/
3. The Kentucky State flag actually does not have a picture of Daniel Boone on it. All my life, I've looked at that seal on the Commonwealth flag. Two men, shaking hands. United We Stand, Divided we Fall. One is wearing brown clothes and a coonskin cap... so of course it is Daniel Boone, right? Wrong! I searched the internet because to be honest, I wanted to know who Daniel Boone was shaking hands with... and most of the websites said, "a statesman and a pioneer." But I'm still pretending it was Daniel Boone. And maybe Henry Clay... both famous Kentuckians. Not the same time period. But that's what I'll choose to believe.
4.One of the things I love about nursing is there are always new things coming out. This month, I heard about a new pain management option being used in recovery, the On-Q pump. This little gadget administers local anesthetic directly to the surgical site, which decreases the need for narcotic pain control. Looks pretty cool to me!directly http://www.iflo.com/prod_onq_classic.php The On-Q pump
5. I'm reading Auschwitz: A New History. I've been reading it all month long and am still only 25% into it, because I'm reading late at night and it is non-fiction and has lots of German names that put me to sleep. I've always loved World War II History, though, and it is a really good read. In that book, the different levels of the Nazi army was discussed. I guess rationally I knew that there would be different positions, but I did not know the difference between the SS and the SA. I won't even attempt to put down what they stand for, but SS army members were the private army of the Nazi party, whereas SA troops, or Stormtroopers, did more of the day to day business of the German miliatry. SS guarded Hitler; SA went door to door removing Jews. SS wore black, SA wore brown. There you go. SS vs. SA- German military history
http://www.ushmm.org/outreach/en/article.php?ModuleId=10007675
6. There is actually a day for celebrating the Middle child? August 12... and Lord knows Holly Chelle and other Middle siblings like herself need a day for celebration... considering all she's put up with from her big sister!
7. YMCA= Young Men's Christian Association. This was a duh moment. How many times have I danced to YMCA??? I never knew this was what it stood for. I knew the young men's part. And maybe I knew the rest of it... but we were visiting Kami in Lexington, and there is a YMCA very close to her apartment, and I saw the writing, and I thought... hmmm.. something I've learned today.
8. 4 H Corndogs are the best thing ever. Heaven on earth. Oh, wait, I knew that already...
Linking up with Emily Freeman at www.chattingatthesky.com, where we're all sharing things we learned this month... and this has made me aware of what I'm learning. I'm actually seeking out learning opportunities!
2. How did I live my whole adult life thus far without realizing that Post-It Notes are manufactured in Cynthiana, Kentucky? Because heaven knows I could not have lived my whole adult life thus far without them? I saw this in someone's tweet so of course I had to look it up... Post It Notes are a 3M product and manufacturing started in 1985. The plant in Cynthiana is 450,000 sq. ft. and also manufactures Scotch packing tapes. And I'm so glad they expanded their line of products to include hot pink and purple =) http://solutions.3m.com/wps/portal/3M/en_US/Cynthiana/Plant/
3. The Kentucky State flag actually does not have a picture of Daniel Boone on it. All my life, I've looked at that seal on the Commonwealth flag. Two men, shaking hands. United We Stand, Divided we Fall. One is wearing brown clothes and a coonskin cap... so of course it is Daniel Boone, right? Wrong! I searched the internet because to be honest, I wanted to know who Daniel Boone was shaking hands with... and most of the websites said, "a statesman and a pioneer." But I'm still pretending it was Daniel Boone. And maybe Henry Clay... both famous Kentuckians. Not the same time period. But that's what I'll choose to believe.
4.One of the things I love about nursing is there are always new things coming out. This month, I heard about a new pain management option being used in recovery, the On-Q pump. This little gadget administers local anesthetic directly to the surgical site, which decreases the need for narcotic pain control. Looks pretty cool to me!directly http://www.iflo.com/prod_onq_classic.php The On-Q pump
5. I'm reading Auschwitz: A New History. I've been reading it all month long and am still only 25% into it, because I'm reading late at night and it is non-fiction and has lots of German names that put me to sleep. I've always loved World War II History, though, and it is a really good read. In that book, the different levels of the Nazi army was discussed. I guess rationally I knew that there would be different positions, but I did not know the difference between the SS and the SA. I won't even attempt to put down what they stand for, but SS army members were the private army of the Nazi party, whereas SA troops, or Stormtroopers, did more of the day to day business of the German miliatry. SS guarded Hitler; SA went door to door removing Jews. SS wore black, SA wore brown. There you go. SS vs. SA- German military history
http://www.ushmm.org/outreach/en/article.php?ModuleId=10007675
6. There is actually a day for celebrating the Middle child? August 12... and Lord knows Holly Chelle and other Middle siblings like herself need a day for celebration... considering all she's put up with from her big sister!
7. YMCA= Young Men's Christian Association. This was a duh moment. How many times have I danced to YMCA??? I never knew this was what it stood for. I knew the young men's part. And maybe I knew the rest of it... but we were visiting Kami in Lexington, and there is a YMCA very close to her apartment, and I saw the writing, and I thought... hmmm.. something I've learned today.
8. 4 H Corndogs are the best thing ever. Heaven on earth. Oh, wait, I knew that already...
Linking up with Emily Freeman at www.chattingatthesky.com, where we're all sharing things we learned this month... and this has made me aware of what I'm learning. I'm actually seeking out learning opportunities!
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
#StickWithIt
Perseverance has never been one of my strong points. I usually start well, but then lose momentum. Goals that I set seem to become unreachable, or something comes along that is more important, or I lose focus or become overwhelmed.
This is true for lots of things. Organization. Exercise. Not drinking pop. Getting up early. Reading my Bible. Quiet time.
I love reading and studying the Bible. I truly do. The more I read it, the more I want to read it. The problem is, sometimes I want to overwhelm myself by doing too much... and not doing any of it well. This was the case a couple of years ago. I was reading a book for a Online Bible study with Melissa Taylor (now P31 OBS) and also doing a couple of other online studies, and I lost focus. Stopped participating in the group. Just quit reading.
I sat out from the next study and regrouped, and when I came back I still struggled with keeping up. I have issues with prioritization... and let life step in and make me lose my focus. I'm confessing it now so y'all can say a little prayer for me, and also so that you can see that maybe you're not alone...
Because now I'm a small group leader. And we were asked to sign on for a year, and stay committed. We recognize that there may be things come up where we have to step down, but it would be after much prayer and consideration. This is my third study leading and I am loving it. All glory to Him...
But I'm tired. School just started, and that means hours of homework with my little man. I'm trying to fit in exercise. And I've lectured every single day, it seems...
And this week I really wanted a break. Not necessarily from leading, because my girls are great ladies... but I wanted a break from persevering. I wanted to NOT read, because I had so much else to do.
But I had people counting on me. And even if they are quiet, I know they are being touched, because I see it in their comments. I see it in their prayers for each other.
And then I got Melissa's message this week. #StickWithIt. Chapter 5 was just what I needed to read. Chapter 6- who doesn't need an easy button?
It's not always going to be easy. There will be times when we get tired. Times when we hit the snooze button so many times that we lose out on meeting God. (I've done that not once, but twice this week. Oh, 3 day weekend, please, please hurry!) And that's true for our entire Christian walk. There will be days when I just flat out don't feel like being patient, or loving, or kind. They'll be days when I feel like I can barely put one foot in front of the other.
The good news is that He knows. He sees. He's there, ready to pick us up. We are running this race, and even when we get tired, we are to keep pressing on... because all of this here, it's just temporary. And Heaven is going to be so worth it.
All the time in the world... just to worship Him. Nothing else on our to do list. Ahhh....
This is true for lots of things. Organization. Exercise. Not drinking pop. Getting up early. Reading my Bible. Quiet time.
I love reading and studying the Bible. I truly do. The more I read it, the more I want to read it. The problem is, sometimes I want to overwhelm myself by doing too much... and not doing any of it well. This was the case a couple of years ago. I was reading a book for a Online Bible study with Melissa Taylor (now P31 OBS) and also doing a couple of other online studies, and I lost focus. Stopped participating in the group. Just quit reading.
I sat out from the next study and regrouped, and when I came back I still struggled with keeping up. I have issues with prioritization... and let life step in and make me lose my focus. I'm confessing it now so y'all can say a little prayer for me, and also so that you can see that maybe you're not alone...
Because now I'm a small group leader. And we were asked to sign on for a year, and stay committed. We recognize that there may be things come up where we have to step down, but it would be after much prayer and consideration. This is my third study leading and I am loving it. All glory to Him...
But I'm tired. School just started, and that means hours of homework with my little man. I'm trying to fit in exercise. And I've lectured every single day, it seems...
And this week I really wanted a break. Not necessarily from leading, because my girls are great ladies... but I wanted a break from persevering. I wanted to NOT read, because I had so much else to do.
But I had people counting on me. And even if they are quiet, I know they are being touched, because I see it in their comments. I see it in their prayers for each other.
And then I got Melissa's message this week. #StickWithIt. Chapter 5 was just what I needed to read. Chapter 6- who doesn't need an easy button?
It's not always going to be easy. There will be times when we get tired. Times when we hit the snooze button so many times that we lose out on meeting God. (I've done that not once, but twice this week. Oh, 3 day weekend, please, please hurry!) And that's true for our entire Christian walk. There will be days when I just flat out don't feel like being patient, or loving, or kind. They'll be days when I feel like I can barely put one foot in front of the other.
The good news is that He knows. He sees. He's there, ready to pick us up. We are running this race, and even when we get tired, we are to keep pressing on... because all of this here, it's just temporary. And Heaven is going to be so worth it.
All the time in the world... just to worship Him. Nothing else on our to do list. Ahhh....
Saturday, August 24, 2013
What's on My Mind
If I've learned anything in my life, it is that nothing is black or white, and that decisions are made based on our own preconceived notions. I've had a lot on my mind, and I really need to clear my head. Thoughts are bouncing around in there and all it has served to do is to give me a nervous stomach.
Earlier this week I wrote about love and hate, and I'm choosing love. Sometimes it is hard. The thing about hate is, it only hurts you. The other person most of the time doesn't even care; in fact, sometimes they actually thrive on those negative emotions. I'm currently reading Auschwitz: A New History. It's a pretty heavy read, and the author is just now talking about the final extermination plan of the Jews. The sad thing is, it was all considered to be not just right, but necessary for the German nation to kill so many people, because food and resources were scarce and these people were not contributing to society. And the Jews knew better to respond, because if they did, it would only further infuriate those in authority over them.
Today, we shudder at these thoughts, but we still live in a world where our own perceptions guide our decisions. We fail to think that there are two sides to every story, and in our emotional states we are unable to look past the things that outrage or sadden us to think about that other side. Every action has a reason behind that action, and while it may hurt at times, the individual would not make decisions if they didn't feel that they had a legitimate reason to do so. Sometimes, not every facet of information is available. That whole Paul Harvey thing about the rest of the story? It's true...we never know the rest of the story.
It's my belief that we should not have to defend our actions. I agree that everyone should be held accountable for things, and that sometimes decisions affect people in a negative manner, but in personal decisions, things happen for a reason. Noone should have to live a life where everyone second-guesses their decisions. We can hash things out and debate and sling mud, and the only thing it does is get everyone dirty, and quite frankly, I've never really liked dirt.
God's mercies are new every morning, and I'm thankful for that. And if He extends grace towards me, and I freely accept it, how can I not extend grace to others? By His strength, and for His glory, it's what I'm trying to do.
I may not always be perfect... in fact, I'm never perfect. I struggle every single day of my life. There have been times when I've trembled in anger, when I've felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. Words hurt, and whenever something is said or done toward you or someone you love, it is especially true. In the past, I most definitely would have lashed out, but I'm reminded that we are to attempt to control our tongue through the Holy Spirit's power. I don't think it is coincidence that God has been reminding me to Remain in Him. To Abide in Him. To be fruitful. To forgive those who hurt me. To love my enemies. And to confess that at times I probably need to ask for forgiveness and understanding, too.
I'm almost hesitant to post this because I don't want people to think I'm pointing fingers. I'm not. I don't want to start another firestorm, nor do I want anyone's sympathy. I'm telling anyone who reads this that today, I'm thankful for God's grace. I'm thankful for His love, and for His blessings, and for His peace over decisions that no one else may understand. And I'm moving on. Living life in each moment, because that's all we've been offered. I'm praying for the same for anyone who may read this post. May you look to the future, but love the present. May it be everything you ever imagined. Former things have passed away. He's made all things new...
Earlier this week I wrote about love and hate, and I'm choosing love. Sometimes it is hard. The thing about hate is, it only hurts you. The other person most of the time doesn't even care; in fact, sometimes they actually thrive on those negative emotions. I'm currently reading Auschwitz: A New History. It's a pretty heavy read, and the author is just now talking about the final extermination plan of the Jews. The sad thing is, it was all considered to be not just right, but necessary for the German nation to kill so many people, because food and resources were scarce and these people were not contributing to society. And the Jews knew better to respond, because if they did, it would only further infuriate those in authority over them.
Today, we shudder at these thoughts, but we still live in a world where our own perceptions guide our decisions. We fail to think that there are two sides to every story, and in our emotional states we are unable to look past the things that outrage or sadden us to think about that other side. Every action has a reason behind that action, and while it may hurt at times, the individual would not make decisions if they didn't feel that they had a legitimate reason to do so. Sometimes, not every facet of information is available. That whole Paul Harvey thing about the rest of the story? It's true...we never know the rest of the story.
It's my belief that we should not have to defend our actions. I agree that everyone should be held accountable for things, and that sometimes decisions affect people in a negative manner, but in personal decisions, things happen for a reason. Noone should have to live a life where everyone second-guesses their decisions. We can hash things out and debate and sling mud, and the only thing it does is get everyone dirty, and quite frankly, I've never really liked dirt.
God's mercies are new every morning, and I'm thankful for that. And if He extends grace towards me, and I freely accept it, how can I not extend grace to others? By His strength, and for His glory, it's what I'm trying to do.
I may not always be perfect... in fact, I'm never perfect. I struggle every single day of my life. There have been times when I've trembled in anger, when I've felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. Words hurt, and whenever something is said or done toward you or someone you love, it is especially true. In the past, I most definitely would have lashed out, but I'm reminded that we are to attempt to control our tongue through the Holy Spirit's power. I don't think it is coincidence that God has been reminding me to Remain in Him. To Abide in Him. To be fruitful. To forgive those who hurt me. To love my enemies. And to confess that at times I probably need to ask for forgiveness and understanding, too.
I'm almost hesitant to post this because I don't want people to think I'm pointing fingers. I'm not. I don't want to start another firestorm, nor do I want anyone's sympathy. I'm telling anyone who reads this that today, I'm thankful for God's grace. I'm thankful for His love, and for His blessings, and for His peace over decisions that no one else may understand. And I'm moving on. Living life in each moment, because that's all we've been offered. I'm praying for the same for anyone who may read this post. May you look to the future, but love the present. May it be everything you ever imagined. Former things have passed away. He's made all things new...
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Wholly Committed
Love and hate... they are both strong emotions. They can fuel fires. They can incite passion. They can unify and divide.
God is love. He is unable to not love us, because it is inherent to Him. Love makes up who He is. He created us and redeemed us out of His steadfast love. And He desires that kind of love from us, in us.
As I've been reading What Happens When Women Say Yes to God, I've thought about what it means to truly love God. His Word says that if we love Him, we are to love Him with all our hearts. In another place, it says we are to love our neighbor as ourselves. In still another place, we are instructed to love our enemies. And in yet another place in His Word, He tells us that we are known by loving others, because it is His love in us (all of these are paraphrased).
The theme seems to be love. And let's face it, saying yes to love is sometimes hard.
I'm always amazed when God keeps speaking something to me. Tonight in Bible study, the theme was "Where is the love?" and we looked up verses on His love. John 15:10 was quoted, "If you keep my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commands and remain in his love."
Keeping His commandments. Saying yes to God. Being wholly committed... even when I don't want to love. Even when I lash out in anger. Worshipping Him in Spirit in truth- not just in church on Sunday mornings, but every day of my life.. worshipping Him with my life, a sacrifice. Instead of focusing on more of Him, giving Him more of me.
I don't know that I'll ever get this love thing figured out. There are still a lot of days when I read something on social media or overhear something that makes me want to respond. This week, though, I was reminded of that old phrase What Would Jesus Do... and the answer was love. Forgive. Hold my tongue. Pray.
Respond in kindness and love, and keep on loving... focusing on Him as my strength. Lord, help me be committed to You with all my heart, soul, mind and strength... sold out so that the world can't help but want what I have- more of You.
God is love. He is unable to not love us, because it is inherent to Him. Love makes up who He is. He created us and redeemed us out of His steadfast love. And He desires that kind of love from us, in us.
As I've been reading What Happens When Women Say Yes to God, I've thought about what it means to truly love God. His Word says that if we love Him, we are to love Him with all our hearts. In another place, it says we are to love our neighbor as ourselves. In still another place, we are instructed to love our enemies. And in yet another place in His Word, He tells us that we are known by loving others, because it is His love in us (all of these are paraphrased).
The theme seems to be love. And let's face it, saying yes to love is sometimes hard.
I'm always amazed when God keeps speaking something to me. Tonight in Bible study, the theme was "Where is the love?" and we looked up verses on His love. John 15:10 was quoted, "If you keep my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commands and remain in his love."
Keeping His commandments. Saying yes to God. Being wholly committed... even when I don't want to love. Even when I lash out in anger. Worshipping Him in Spirit in truth- not just in church on Sunday mornings, but every day of my life.. worshipping Him with my life, a sacrifice. Instead of focusing on more of Him, giving Him more of me.
I don't know that I'll ever get this love thing figured out. There are still a lot of days when I read something on social media or overhear something that makes me want to respond. This week, though, I was reminded of that old phrase What Would Jesus Do... and the answer was love. Forgive. Hold my tongue. Pray.
Respond in kindness and love, and keep on loving... focusing on Him as my strength. Lord, help me be committed to You with all my heart, soul, mind and strength... sold out so that the world can't help but want what I have- more of You.
Sunday, August 18, 2013
A Possibly Broken Nose and a Spiritual Battle
He's been so excited all week. Practically bouncing off the walls. When his class went to the Bounce place for a field trip, he loved it. Had all kinds of videos with his friends. He was ready to go back. Could. Not. Wait.
He hit the ground running, shoes off and sliding up and down and climbing and bouncing. And about 15 minutes in, I got the nod from one of the grandmas... that look that you know can't be good.
And there he was, crying, with a bloody lip. After further assessing the damages, I noticed some bruising on his nose, and a little hump that made me think that it just may be broke.
With some ice and Motrin, though, the swelling went down some. He was able to enjoy a little bit of pizza and birthday cake, and by the time we were in Campton he and his Dad were busting moves in the front seat of the truck.
I hate to see him cry. Sometimes, I lose patience and forget that he is just ten. Today wasn't one of those days... I just wanted to hug him and take the pain away so he could go back to bouncing.
And it makes me think of my Heavenly Father. I'm sure there are days when He absolutely shakes his head in frustration with me and all of my endless whining. But then there are days when I'm truly hurt, and He knows. He cares. And He loves me extra special on those days.
Caleb will go back to school tomorrow with a bruised nose... and some days we limp back into battle at work or in our homelife or whatever we are doing at that moment worse for the wear.
But appearances aren't everything... and we told him he needed to tell them, if you think this looks bad? You should have seen the other guy.
And in our case, in our spiritual war, that is so going to be good. If we look bad right now, just wait and see what the other guy looks like for forever.
Cause our God wins the fight =)
He hit the ground running, shoes off and sliding up and down and climbing and bouncing. And about 15 minutes in, I got the nod from one of the grandmas... that look that you know can't be good.
And there he was, crying, with a bloody lip. After further assessing the damages, I noticed some bruising on his nose, and a little hump that made me think that it just may be broke.
With some ice and Motrin, though, the swelling went down some. He was able to enjoy a little bit of pizza and birthday cake, and by the time we were in Campton he and his Dad were busting moves in the front seat of the truck.
I hate to see him cry. Sometimes, I lose patience and forget that he is just ten. Today wasn't one of those days... I just wanted to hug him and take the pain away so he could go back to bouncing.
And it makes me think of my Heavenly Father. I'm sure there are days when He absolutely shakes his head in frustration with me and all of my endless whining. But then there are days when I'm truly hurt, and He knows. He cares. And He loves me extra special on those days.
Caleb will go back to school tomorrow with a bruised nose... and some days we limp back into battle at work or in our homelife or whatever we are doing at that moment worse for the wear.
But appearances aren't everything... and we told him he needed to tell them, if you think this looks bad? You should have seen the other guy.
And in our case, in our spiritual war, that is so going to be good. If we look bad right now, just wait and see what the other guy looks like for forever.
Cause our God wins the fight =)
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