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life goes on….

so, apparently, my wrestling match with the wal-mart basket aggravated my “issues” with the disc in my lower back…

when did i get so stinkin’ old?!!

i woke up the next morning feeling like someone had beat me!!  maybe i need to work-out more…or ever.

so, it’s made this saturday interesting -

but:

  • kayleigh ran to the grocery store.
  • ashley cleaned the kitchen - and lectured the boys about picking up their “junk”!
  • the boys…well, put away their toys and clean laundry…and got along…sort of.
  • byron rearranged our bedroom - while i “supervised”…and gave moral support… :-)
  • ashley helped me get a pot of gumbo boiling…so we won’t starve while i’m out of commission.
  • it’s raining while the sun is out…so there’s a rainbow somewhere.
  • i refuse to look like an invalid tomorrow morning on the platform, so…BRING ON THE ADVIL!!
  • with our new bedroom arrangement, i can see the waterfall from the bed… :-)
  • maybe the rainbow will shine in through the window…or it could thunder, that would be just as nice.

so, anyway, life goes on even when it’s not how you planned for it to be.  i’m just glad it’s a saturday and i can lay around all day and “supervise” (thanks to my family :-) ).

pain meds are kicking in, so i’m gonna sign out now…

peace.

And The Sun Still Shines…

There are few things that can cause me to feel down more than a cloudy Monday when I’m not well…

Today has been one of those days. Just a long, cloudy sick-day. And I’m sick of being sick…

I don’t have the energy to do much of anything right now…I have to find it somewhere, though, because life keeps marching ever forward…

So, in my funkiness, I decided to sit on the front porch…even longer than usual. Since it’s been overcast I was able to go out for longer without having to suffer in the heat. Of course, the boys came out to play on the porch…since we don’t have much of a back yard, they love playing in the front…

…and then Ethan asked when he would be baptized.

So, began a conversation between him and Byron that got me out of my funk and reminded me of why we do what we do.

Byron was able to pray with Ethan and lead him to faith in Christ. It was so simple, but so profound…

…just what I needed to get my mind off of my silly Monday blues. It was just what I needed to remind me that there are bigger things than whether I’m sick again or not…more important things to consider - like eternity.

And tonight I can rest in the fact that my family is being held by Someone stronger and less fragile than I…my health, or lake thereof, can’t change that. That gives me peace.

It’s a real gift to those who love you for them to know that your eternity is secure…

Think about it.

Peace.

Mercy Streams

…I saw something today that made me want to weep. It was done in the name of God. I can hardly speak of it…the cruelty…the ignorance….I don’t think I have anything more to say about it that right now - maybe tomorrow. I’ll process it, then I’ll definitely have something to say tomorrow.

Ethan’s birthday was nice - just a small, family party since I’ve been so sick. We’ll have a rowdy, 7 year-old party next weekend, hopefully.

I’m finally starting to feel somewhat better. I don’t know why I fight it, but I broke down and went to see my nearly- eighty, holistic doctor…he fixed me right up - (and reminded me of what the Bible says about taking care of our bodies). So, now I’m finally on the mend. I don’t know why I put up such a fight.

So, today was the first day, all week, that I’ve been “engaged”. I found such pleasure in cleaning my kitchen counter-tops and watching the boys play with Ethan’s new Lego’s…even laundry - just all the little things that I’ve struggled to do all week. It felt so good to just be “Mom” again.

Now it’s Saturday evening, and Byron reminded me that he thinks I’m singing “Lead Me to the Cross” tomorrow morning! I love that song, but I sing it very…passionately, and I don’t even know if my voice works anymore - well, we’ll see!

It’s hard to believe that it’s already Saturday night again…on the other hand, it seems like a month since last Sunday, too. I need Sundays so much. They exhaust me and energize me all at the same time. Just seeing all the people…from the early morning volunteers to the first-time-in-church-ever-in-my-life “seeker”…every person, every single one inspires, humbles and challenges me.

It’s like streams of mercy in the desert of the “real world”…

We all need those kind of days…the streams…the inspiration…the challenge.

“Lead me to the cross - where your love poured out. Bring me to my knees, Lord I lay me down. Rid me of myself, I belong to you…Lead me.” - Hillsong United

That will be my song tomorrow, from my soul, even if I don’t sing it out loud - it will be my song.

Peace.

Confessions of a Sick Mom…

…so, I’ve had enough.

enough lying in bed. enough taking my temp. and it not going down. enough taking horse-pills that do nothing but make me feel sick. enough watching mindless t.v. that reminds me of what we’ve come to as a society. enough knowing my house is in disrepair, and my family is fending for themselves.

…so, Byron cleaned this morning. He’s trying to make me feel better. He did an awesome job on the kitchen and even swept the sunroom (it’s a very large room full of tile and…sand from the boy’s school playground - separate issue!). Then, he moved on to the laundry…

…okay so did I mention that I’ve had a fever?

so, now I need to apologize for my reaction to some of the things that got “washed”…

I really need to develop a sense of humor about these things. I really need to remember that they are only “things” and they can be replaced. I need to remember that my loving husband was only trying to make me feel better in the first place.

I do know all of these things. I think I’m just going a little stir-crazy…but I feel too drained to do anything about it.

So, let the house get messy - who cares? Let the laundry be done…well, in a new and creative way - at least it will be entertaining to see how things turn out (wool coming right out of the dryer is…interesting!) Who cares? None of it really matters in the long run…

Right?

P.S.: Byron would like for me to mention that my house is not in disrepair - but, I can exaggerate if I want to…I am, after all, a sick, feverish, blogging drama queen!

Peace.