Thursday, June 27, 2013

Blog Posts that were started and not finished.

A overview of blog posts I’ve started and not finished.

-Ranting over politics. Summary: 1. As much as we want to, we can’t legislate morality. Sinners will still sin, and God’s word still stands. I’ll vote based on my beliefs everytime, but that’s me. What erks me most is when a state’s voters’ choice is overthrown by the federal government. 2. Calling conservatives biggots for their values, and calling liberals whatever else for theirs gets nothing done. This whole mess is a weapon of mass distraction. While we Christians are getting riled up over this, homes are falling apart. Children are parentless (either literally or with ones who are might near worthless), marriages are crumbling, and we are neglecting to share the love of Christ with the hurting, filling their lives with substance rather that Spirit. Homosexuality is sin, will always be a sin, and I personally will always vote against it, anything in support of this lifestyle, but so much time/money/energy spent stopping them from marrying is out of line in terms of priorities. So it DOMA was overturned. Darn. Hate that. Oh well, and move on!

-Paula Deen and the uproar over the N-word. My (gay) friend Nate said it best on FB… suing/firing her is ludicrous. Should then everyone who has muttered fag to or about a homosexual person have that same kind of retribution for past errors? Such utterances are wrong, true, but let’s not be dramatic.

-I really like frying things. I’m happiest when I’m wearing an apron and have something sizzling in the frying pan. Or when I’m reading. Currently into psychological thrillers/suspense. Also discovered another library where the librarian has learned mine and my daughter’s names by heart already. And I’ve breezed through quite a number of novels in the last few weeks.

-My sweet friend Casie’s little boy was born, and he’s doing well with his surgeries for his spina bifida and hydrocephalous. I’m so proud of her as mom and thrilled that Elam is making progress and doing well. He’s going to be an amazing little man and God sooo has a plan for his life. I’m so excited to watch what the Lord does through him!

There’s more. In fact, it seems I have a habit of starting a blog post and getting worn out of bored before I finish, so into the draft box it goes never to be finished. I’m sure this could be a whole post of self-analysis too.

Nevertheless, I’ve purged my musings for now. :)

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Summer Blues.

Summer has been a bit stressful.

Money is tight, we’re tired from moving not one but TWO classrooms home (roughly 4 carloads per classroom… ask yourself what would YOU do if you had to store 8 carloads worth of books, furniture, rugs, and other crap in your home. Where would it go?! Welcome to our world…) and subsequently trying to store it.

Then the wall caved in. Literally. Our pool wall on the fiberglass insert caved in for some unknown reason and we don’t know when and if we can financially take on the burden of redoing it, if it’s even at all salvageable.

Jake’s working this summer, and all our craziness this spring between a BFF’s wedding, plus two miscarriages (creating more medical debt, without the consolation prize of a bundle of joy), changing jobs, interviewing and applying, and whatnot meant no time for getting a garden in. We’ve just been drained in time and money this spring.

So no swimming, harvesting, planting, or landscaping has made me blue. It’s just not what I’m used to. It seems so different not having these ususal summer happenings filling up our time.

But it’s not that bad. We’re rearranging, cleaning out and purging, and having a yard sale in two weeks. The peach tree is hanging full for the first summer. We’ve got summer plans galore. A trip on the bikes for two to Chapel Hill last weekend for our 5 year anniversary/Jake’s orientation for Principal Fellows. Family reunion trip to Franklin this weekend. Whit’s birthday at the beach. Camping. Florida. Mak’s week at sleep away camp… I mean, we're gone every weekend- who needs that pool and garden, right, if we won’t even be home to enjoy it anyways? At least that’s what I’m telling myself. Still. It’s a bummer. It’s not what I wanted to expected from this summer break.

Honestly, I know there are much bigger things to worry about than these. I have so much to be thankful for! Seems so trivial.

Sometimes, we get used to how things are supposed to be, how they should be, what we’ve always done. We are all guilty of sometimes getting stuck that rut. But if anything, God has proven time and time again that it’s futile to make my own plans, and I will see that His are grander than mine in time. Even if it’s just my summer plans.

I have a dear friend who’s pregnancy didn’t go according to her own plans, and in just a few short weeks, if that, she will deliver a precious little boy some didn’t think would even make it. He’s going to have Spina Bifida, and she and her husband know he will have some challenges to face. But they also know that his life is precious and that he is a gift, and that in his own amazing way, his life is going to make a difference in the world. I’ve seen her pour out her heart, exposing the fear, sadness, and worry that comes with his prognosis, but I have also seen the joy, triumph, and praise that comes with realizing that even when what we plan doesn’t come to pass, God provides and He has a plan.

Sometimes I just as have to remind myself that He provides in the little things just as much as the big things.