This is what is on my mind . . . it is random, it probably sounds like my mind is all over the place and it is, but this is what is in my head and its my blog, so out it comes:
Have you ever done something that you aren't proud of and hid it from others, especially the ones you love? Me too. Sometimes, we do things that are wrong and ugly and things happen in our lives that we aren't proud of, and we hide those things. I as hiding in the mud on the floor of a very deep valley for a while. Then, God reached out. (I wanted to say He "caim along", but that isnt true because He never left me.) He picked me up, dusted my back, cleaned by wounds, and helpeds me climb back on the mountain. And when I reached the mountain, I decided to NEVER look back or think of where I had been. I knew I was forgiven and redeemed and restored. I surely had no intention of telling anyone where I have been or what I have been through. Well, I have learned that sometimes, those very horrible life experiences that we go through are exactly what we need to share with others who are facing similar situations. So, I have decided to share some things that I never thought possible with someone that I love dearly, in hopes that she will be encouraged. She is hurting and I am hurting for her. Please say a prayer for my special friend. God knows the details and I will save a blog entry to post the praise report that is to come.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Not blogging . . .
No I haven't been blogging. Yes, I have been in trouble for not blogging (Uncle Pat :)), but good gracious, don't you guys know what I have to do every day?
I wake up to a beautiful smiling baby boy. I have to play with him until I am almost going to be late to work. Then, off to work it is. Some days are easy and some are hard, but most are fun and I love my job, but I do still have to work and it is sometimes tiring.
Then, off to exercise (GASP! Dont pass out just yet . . . this has only been going on for a few weeks).
Then, home to play with my sweet baby boy and his awesome Daddy before bedtime, which is somewhere around 11 or 12.
Many days, I squeeze in visits with family and friends, little trips to the ball park (because I am getting ready to be that Mom), emails and phone calls to my sister and my Daddy and a lot of "I love you's".
I wake up to a beautiful smiling baby boy. I have to play with him until I am almost going to be late to work. Then, off to work it is. Some days are easy and some are hard, but most are fun and I love my job, but I do still have to work and it is sometimes tiring.
Then, off to exercise (GASP! Dont pass out just yet . . . this has only been going on for a few weeks).
Then, home to play with my sweet baby boy and his awesome Daddy before bedtime, which is somewhere around 11 or 12.
Many days, I squeeze in visits with family and friends, little trips to the ball park (because I am getting ready to be that Mom), emails and phone calls to my sister and my Daddy and a lot of "I love you's".
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