Outside my window:
Kinda gloomy
and so am I. I seriously need one of
those light boxes or to move to the surface of the Sun.
I am thinking:
About how
funny kids' nightmares are. Drew came
running full blast into our room last night about 4:00 AM. I was ready to tell him to go back to
bed. Then he told me that he had a dream
about this giant frog that shot tiny frogs at him out of his giant frog
head. He said, “Do you think there is
really such thing as that?” I said, “No,
I don’t, but that is really freaky, dude, get in bed with us, but I’m next to
dad.” Yikes.
I am thankful:
For my
sister because whenever I am in a hopeless mood about a situation and have
spent all morning worrying, she will send me a text that cracks me right up.
In the kitchen:
Really black
bananas that need to be turned into banana bread today.
I am wearing:
Jeans, boots
(blah, it’s rainy) and a navy and white striped hoodie. It’s a little “Anchors Aweigh”ish.
I am going:
To do a ton
of laundry today. I’m shocked my people
had clothes to wear today.
I am wondering:
How in John
18 and 19 with the crowds spitting and mocking and slapping and the soldiers
flogging Jesus, He was able to stand firm with quiet strength, peaceful in the
knowledge of the truth of who He was and what He had to do and how when enemies
came at him with no basis for their hate and anger, he simply said, “Forgive
them, Father, for they know not what they do.”
It seems so hard to stand quiet and non-defensive and full of love with
hate and venom coming at innocent and I just wonder how He did that and I know
we are called to do the same and then I remember how He did it: He was God, Emmanuel,
God with us, then, now, always. Duh.
I am reading:
Finished The
Hunger Games and it was disturbing, but I did like it. Now I’m on to reading Growing Up, Colt: A Father, A Son, a Life in Football
by Brad McCoy and his son, Colt McCoy, the winningest quarterback in Texas
Longhorn history and a hero in our house.
If you have a son who loves sports or you love the Texas Longhorns or
you love Jesus or really, even if you just know how to read, you should read
it. And we’re nearing the end of the Gospel of John in CBS and it’s brutal and
hopeful all at the same time.
I am hoping:
That the sun
will come out so I can get to watch Kyle play baseball tonight. Only one kid playing tonight is a gift so I
need it to happen.
I am listening to:
The guys doing the oil change on my car and Fox News on the
TV at the auto shop.
On my IPod:
“Blessed
Assurance” by Third Day. There are lots
of things that are confusing, people and situations that I don’t understand,
but this song reminds me of the blessed assurance of the presence of Jesus in
my life and even in those circumstances that I find overwhelming and baffling. I sang this song growing up and it reminds me
of my grandmother’s Methodist church in East Texas…although Third Day’s version
is a bit different!
I am praying:
For the
mother of four, one of whom is Kyle’s friend and classmate. Sara is fighting against cancer with all her
might and she needs an army of prayer warriors.
Might you please flood heaven with prayers for Sara today?
A favorite quote for
today:
“Treat
everyone with politeness, even those who are rude to you, not because they are
nice, but because you are.” –Author Unknown
Verse for today:
“When they
hurled their insults at [Jesus], He did not retaliate; when He suffered, He
made no threats. Instead, He entrusted
Himself to Him who judges justly.” (1 Peter 2:23)
One of my favorite
things:
A certain
someone making his Little League debut on the pitching mound:
A few plans for the
rest of the week:
Two of my
people will be on the field in Delaware for baseball, one will be in West Virginia
and one will be right here in the ‘hood.
We’ll split up and furiously text updates. Bless you, IPhone.Daybook idea found here: http://www.thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/
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