The Saga Continues

Yesterday, I finally got some much needed rest: mentally and physically that is. When we woke up in the morning we were a sick-free household. No fevers or coughing, no running noses or crusty eyes. It was an act of GOD and I was so excited to get my day off. I called Kathie to see if she would keep the kids and immediately rushed them over upon her approval. Over the river and through the woods to sanity we went. I dropped them off (or shall I say that I practically threw them from the van as I drove by) and came back home to enjoy a four hour nap. Ahhhh...... :) So nice.

I made it into town to pick up my pictures and then home for a couple games of Bejeweled Blitz before going to pick up my hoodlums. All I can say is that it's a good thing I enjoyed that day off.

When I got there, Kathie said, "I hate to tell you this. I think Elaina has pink-eye." I am pretty sure that I nearly burst into tears. Then it hit me. Maybe when God is trying to tell me something I should be a better listener. He finally caught my attention and I realized that I was not giving the response he was looking for. All of this time I have been thinking, "God, what do you want from me?!" Not that I was truly asking, mostly because I knew the answer. It's very easy for me to miss church and do what I want instead of what I should be doing. It's much easier for me to say, "don't worry God, I have this under control." God laughs. It's as if he is saying, "Okay...I will be here when you need me." And he laughs and knows that it will be soon. Being the ultimate parent that he is, he lets me go and go until I finally figure it out for myself. So, I am happy to report that I am on a healthier spiritual road as of late than I most recently have been. My goal is to have Elaina baptized before her first birthday.

On top of God trying to speak to me through my children, he also directed me to a book that was truly uplifting and moving. It's called "Left to Tell" and was written by Immaculee Ilibagiza. It's a true story written by a woman who survived the Rwandan holocaust. It made me realize that whatever I am going through, I should turn to God. If she can do it while being forced to hide out in a 3 ft by 4 ft bathroom with 7 other women for 3 months, I certainly can while living in comfort and safety.

http://www.lefttotell.com/

The other day a friend and I were talking about doing things that help us "find ourselves." I have concluded that you never actually "find" yourself, but that the search is what keeps you motivated to be a good and honest person: a person who listens to God when he speaks.

God and I had a good laugh together today. I found out the dog has pink eye. Go figure.