Random thoughts...

Does anyone else think that cashiers silently curse you when you ask for paper instead of plastic?

How soon we forget...

I was thinking this morning of how tough it can be to feel God's presense in the tough times. How easily faith can be tested...
Evan, last night, was complaining that he couldn't see God and was just a bit annoyed when I told him that God is all around us but we cannot see him (not in 4yr old terms anyway). Then I though about how all day I had been feeling anxious and stressed rather than basking in the love and care that God indeed provides. The same God who brought Sam into my life...who heard my prayer when my grief was so heavy that I thought I couldn't bear it...who blessed me with an amazingly beautiful baby boy a year later and then welcomed me with open arms as I accepted Jesus into my heart...the same God who has carried us back from the brink of financial disaster again and again...who blessed us with a beautiful daughter and a job that allowed me to stay home with her and her brother for the last two years...and most amazingly touched my precious Manny's heart and body and healed him.

It's quite a list. And for each blessing I listed there are more than a hundred that I did not (lest my blog runs on the way that some do :). So I think whenever I am tempted to wallow in anxiety and stress, I will visit this post and remember that God is my father, he loves me and he most definitley has my back.

Up and coming events

Man! It has been a long time since I have posted. Sam and I are preparing to leave for our 2nd honeymoon in 5 days to the amazing Key West. We are both spending time in the tanning booth, "pre-pinking" ourselves. While I am excited, I am nervous about being a bit hyper-body-conscious, but I know I should let this go. I planned to lose 15 pounds before the trip, but I lost just over 2. At least I'm getting smaller little by litttle. Just think, at this rate I will be lookin good in like 2 years. We leave on Monday and will be gone about 10 days. Of course this little getaway is sandwiched by a 14 hour trip to and from Minnesota to transport the kids (Ages 4, 2 1/2*newly potty-trained*, 10 months*teething*, and 30*slightly pinked from the tanner*). Consider that before any feelings of envy kick in. God bless, you all and I'll share some tales on the other side of this vaca!