As days go this one was pretty perfect.....perfectly ordinary yet perfect....how is that ordinary?
I am reading a book called words every kid needs to hear and it talked about how most kids are wonderfully ordinary, I don't think I agree with that. I think that each of us are uniquely and wonderfully made but are anything but ordinary.
I used to think that people were easy to figure out by watching them, seeing what they wore, drove, where they lived...not so....when I started listening to people I began to realize that each person, wealthy, poor, happy, sad each has a unique story that is all their own. I don't believe that we all have unique struggles or desires yet somehow each story is different, each voice a different tone, some similar but not exact....one creator with such an artistic hand.
Watching Planet Earth was the first time I really noticed or said to myself our God loves diversity, not that each thing be totally different from the other, but subtle yet beautiful variences, a scale or red, or a coat of chocolate, eyes of green or of gray blue.
so back to my day....
I woke up about 6:15 and thought good time to read the bible, light is filtering in thru the windows the house is quite, but where is it...oh no it is by the computer in the other room...oh well I will just lay here and drift in and out of sleep waking up slowly....then I started thinking about Heart of Mercy...oh how I am excited to work with this church....excited to be volunteering again, excited about how I might be stretched, touched and grow...how selfish is that, but so true, volunteering always does so much more for me then it does for anyone I think I might be helping. I know the words are all wrong and that everything I do good isn't me doing it it is God. Yet when God is about doing his good is when I feel the closest to him....so lets go!!
Jude started to stir at 7:11 and Julian was awake by the time John had gotten Jude from his crib so incomes both boys in Johns arms to snuggle me in bed, but there wasn't a lot of snuggle..apparently it was time to play! I made grits for breakfast, apple juice in the cups a quick sweep of the floor, let the dog out with food and water. Potty time, wash hands, up to the table...God our Father God our Father once again once again thank you for our blessings thank you for our blessings amen amean and the boys started eating. John showered and handsome and ready for work. PB&J's, throw 2 quick lunches together in the superman and batman lunch boxes, our bag is ready from yesterday, mom needs her suit on, boys need jammies off and suits on.....but potty first --- Yeah Jude!! it is 8:43 and out to the car on our way to Jason and Melissa's to swim. We get there about 9:30 and off to the pool, swimming, diving, cannonballs, 2 trips to the potty - yeah Jude!, mommy swam some laps, talked about ICS, Julian's a little fish about 10:45 everyone is ready to go play on the playground. This one had a huge web and spiderman Julian loved to climb it. Jude fell off a strange blue thing and hit his head on the other strange blue thing but right up and back to playing....hmmm Melissa is hot lets go to another park, okay. But home first, showered and changed, I fed the boys PB&J's and visited with Jason and Bonnie...cash system, cars, debt, church, tithing the conversations each unique yet important, real struggles, real concerns at 11:30 we were off to the other park by Keene's Point, a huge park under a great canopy (but really huge canopy) the boys played. Julian called it his obstacle course, Sadie ate some cherrios, Bonnie and I chatted, she is living in San Jose...there was an earth quake in CA today, Heather didn't like it. At about 12:30 it was time to go. Cookies in the car and a stop by church. Mailings aren't ready, Andy is getting ready to buy a house, Tracy is no where to be found, and the boys are running up and down the hall by the offices screaming very loudly. Back in the car to home. Home, ahhhh, nap time, potty - yeah Jude and off to sleep, I check e-mail and messages. Work to do, find some light options, dimension some plans, return some e-mails, look at the tile submittal, 2:30 time for a break....bible reading, still Jeremiah, Isreal is in big trouble, false gods = not good! plot revealed and propheting continues..3:00 maybe a little sleep? 3:09 "What" "What" Julian yells across the house, sometimes he talks in his sleep and then wakes himself up, me too!! Oh well, snuggles, curious George and then off to the computer for video games, I try to fall back asleep, NO SUCH LUCK, so make the beds, put sheets on the bed upstairs, Dad will be here in a week, change laundry, shower, and yes a quick game of Suduko, Jude is awake 4:30, potty time - yeah Jude, shoes on, in the car 5:04 call John, he'll pick up mailings off to chick-fil-a...eat eat eat...playground! Jenna and Andrew come, boys ready for ice cream, Daddy shows up, eat eat eat....pictures/playground, the DR was great! J/A=great! $$$ hard!!! boys done, pictures over to home. Jammies on, potty time - yeah Jude! Mom played suduko dad got the boys ready for bed, FAST then even read them a story, time to tuck in, lots of kisses and hugs (and just a few tickles) lots of laughs then off to bed. Need a babysitter for Friday or Saturday, call emily, facebook...time to stuff envelopes, Regina called - is reading "HELP MEET" a wifes handbook, enjoyed wedding, told her about HOM, Levi isn't feeling well. envelopes almost done, missing cards, e-mail to see if anyone has some and here I am blogging about my days in endless runon sentences.....a perfectly ordinary day, I am ready for bed! Good night!
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Why Blog
Hard to believe that journaling is now so trendy.
Who wants to know my thoughts about random things and important things...do they matter...probably not. Yet, somehow while trying to compose a thought that is simple enough to put into words it somehow helps me to digest, understand, work thru and communicate my feelings, desires, struggles and move on. Without the power to unload I find myself powerless to reload.
Who wants to know my thoughts about random things and important things...do they matter...probably not. Yet, somehow while trying to compose a thought that is simple enough to put into words it somehow helps me to digest, understand, work thru and communicate my feelings, desires, struggles and move on. Without the power to unload I find myself powerless to reload.
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