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Joy…

So we celebrated my parents 40th wedding anniversary last night.  It was a nice night, and I got to see some people I haven’t seen in years…

…one of them was a former “babysitter”/friend of the family that I hadn’t seen in 30plus years.  Despite the time and distance, when I looked into her eyes I said, “Oh!  I know you!!!“…

…she babysat me when I was around 3 and 4, and I remember her vividly.

She also remembers me.

vividly.

I think I terrorized her…but, at least I kept her life interesting while I was in her charge.

She took me to Disney…and although I was probably only 3 or so, I still remember that trip.

She took me to a restaurant where a guy was singing and taking requests…I started dancing in the aisle and asked him to sing “This little light of mine“;  he didn’t know that song…so I sang it for him! :-)
She sat with me at a Christmas program (I think it was at FBC Orlando), and when they announced that the congregation would all sing “Joy to the world“, I stood up and sang (loudly):

“JEREMIAH WAS A BULLFROG…”

Apparently, this was not the version that The First Baptist Church had in mind…much to my dad’s chagrin (he was the associate pastor at the time).

And when Diane reminded me of these “artistic endeavors”, I said, “Well, Diane I’m still standing up in front of people every Sunday and singing things that most people wouldn’t sing in church!

and I am.

Joy to the world!

Just when I was feeling so old, I was reminded that I’ve always been this way…

…and I guess I always will be.

Joy!

Sorry, Diane.

Sorry to any other of you people who had the task of “managing” me. :-)
I am what I am….

…and Jeremiah is what he is:

A BULLFROG!

Peace….and joy to you all!!

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on August 23, 2008
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How do you deal?

I have a lot of thoughts today…go figure!  Here are a few:

  • I love it when I feel like my kids need me…it feeds my ego - but, when they start to cry (especially when they’re only seven and they’re trying so hard to be brave), when they start to cry, it paralyzes me…Ethan said, “Please take me home Mommy…” - because things were so chaotic at school this morning when I dropped him off.  I just got myself a visitor’s badge and stayed until he was okay.  Good thing his class is filled with cute girls or I might still be there!
  • Sideways rain, hot coffee and an umbrella in high wind is a recipe for disaster…or at least some comic relief for onlookers…
  • If you own a home that you are leasing, and you have a company “managing” it for you - you might want to check into how well they are managing it…especially with storms like Central Florida has had…just a thought.  There are some pretty unscrupulous real estate/management companies in Orlando…Byron and I have had a good deal of experience with this - and are happy to share the knowledge we’ve…acquired.  (FYI)
  • I just read a blog - written by another pastor’s wife - she shares her recent experience with the ugly side of all that comes with being in the ministry…mainly the judgments some Christians put on you when you’re the wife of a pastor.  I’ve added Brandi to my blogroll so check her out.
  • I am now so blessed to be surrounded by such encouragement and support - from the other C3 pastor’s wives, to the staff, to the membership…and even the seekers.  I remember what it felt like to live with constant judgment and expectation - but, now, it’s like a slap in the face when I observe or experience this because it’s so absent from my world.  At C3, we have the privilege to be ourselves - and so many Christians loathe this freedom when they see it.
  • When you live in bondage, you can’t stand to see others live in freedom - I remember one person saying to me, “Angie, your problem is that you just don’t care enough what people think of you!”…really?  Gaining freedom has cost me more than I could’ve ever imagined, but it’s so worth it…

Anyway, there are just a few of my thoughts…please keep sharing yours with me.

Peace…

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on August 21, 2008
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Okay, so it’s been a happy Wednesday…

…in spite of the dreariness - thanks to Fay.

In spite of my feeling hung-over from microwave s’mores and too many Oreos (to take the edge off the stress of possible tornadoes…)

In spite of the fact that remembering how old I am just made me feel even worse…

But, it’s been a Happy Wednesday…thanks to all of you.  Byron and Kayleigh wrote these sweet blogs…

…and breakfast (more like brunch since I couldn’t get my junk together early!) with Amanda and Jackson was a such a treat (thanks Leigh Ann too :-) ).  And to all of you who sent wishes and sweet comments…

(Andrea, Alison, Monica, Heather and Diane - and of course, all my sweet family! - thanks for all the messages…sorry I’m so bad about keeping my phone with me!) :-)
Then, a carb and tiramisu filled dinner with Byron, the kids and Barry (btw, Oser, you can blog again ANY TIME…heller!!!!) who all had such encouraging things to say…even though I was kind of moody…sorry. :-(
…Thank you all.  You made it easier to face the day, for sure.

So, it was a Happy Wednesday…in spite of it all! :-)
Love you all…peace to the out.

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waiting on thunder, part deux

…waiting on a storm is exhausting.  i just need the sunlight so badly.  i can handle all the things that go along with a storm:  the wind, the rain, the thunder…especially the thunder.  i don’t even mind the power outages (except for the no blogging thing)…

…but i don’t like the waiting - i can’t stand the lull before the adrenaline kicks in.  i don’t mind the crises as much as the weariness before and after.

i guess i’m an adrenaline addict.  i can be so weary, then the crisis hits and all of a sudden i’m running around putting out fires, wiping down surfaces and dealing…

like thunder in my head

like thunder in my head

…i’m just not good at waiting.  this storm probably won’t be anything but an annoyance anyway - i’d rather be exhausted from a real battle than be worn out from aggravation and boredom.

if this isn’t going to be a real storm - lots of wind, thunder and fury - then i wish the sun would just come out and we could go back to our normal lives.

anything but a tornado - I HATE TORNADOES!! i’m morally opposed to tornadoes (…and i am completely unanimous in that!)  just thinking about a tornado makes me want to clean out the storage closet under the stairs…

okay, now my adrenaline is pumping again….

bring on the thunder!!  i’m going to tackle a jam-packed storage closet.

peace.

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on August 19, 2008
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