So every once in a while I feel like saying, "I miss (so and so)..." The thing is, my mind starts the sentence and can't figure out who I'm missing. The unfinished sentence just sort of hangs there in my mind. It's not that there aren't people to miss. I have friends and family but as I slide each of their names in the slot I realize that none of them complete the sentence. As I think about having them with me right now, I realize that none of them will fill that "missing" part of me. And so the search in my mind continues. As I think on, I realize that the One I am missing is the One I so often avoid (perhaps not always consciously but I avoid Him none-the-less). The One whose name fills the blank is the One who never leaves me empty. He's the One who always fills me and quenches my soul's thirst. The One who I am missing is God. And I know He's the One I'm missing because He's the only One who can make me feel whole. He makes me feel beautiful, redeemed and treasured. He's the One who can change all the bad in me. He makes me a beautiful person. He gives me purpose, direction and joy. He doesn't care who I was or what I've done. He doesn't stay offended with me when I give Him reason for offense. He doesn't judge me when I make bad choices. He doesn't hold my defects against me or stop drowning me in His love. "I miss God." I miss our precious time together and what happens to me when I'm with Him. I love Him and He loves me. And that won't change.
Now to go find Him for a while... After all, He is always available.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
I'm Back (Again)
So I'm not very good at this blog thing but I like that that's OK. Apparently a lot of people aren't good at it because when I read their blogs there are always a few "Back Again" blogs. It's kind of funny. But I digress. I'm back again. I hope to stay back for a while this time and if this pregnancy insomnia phase lasts, I'm sure I will have no problem blogging until the baby comes. :)
Oh yeah... In case you read my blog and don't know me (highly unlikely), we're having another baby! I'm really excited but also very nervous as having a child is sort of a big deal. I'm due in November. I say November because my two due dates so far are November 6 and November 24. We shall see.
Another neat thing in my life is that my amazing husband is training for the Detroit marathon on October 17. Mark it on your calendars and feel free to come watch or sit at home and pray for him that day. I didn't really know anything about running before all of this (a little bit from my sister and dad being runners and me having a little stint a while back but all in all, not really anything) but I am learning a lot. Lessons so far:
A marathon is a big deal
Like a really big deal
When you run really far, you sweat
Like a lot
And eat
Like a lot
It's really neat and I think my husband is a total stud for doing it. It's a lot of time and dedication. He won't run anything less than 4 miles until the marathon and his long runs are getting really long (he ran 15 miles on Sunday and this Sunday is running 16). I'm really happy about all this :)
So this part is mainly for Emily... I am going to blog about Zechariah. Paragraphs are hard to write about him though so I'm not going to try.
His favorite things:
Balls
Sticks
Rocks
Water
Fruit
Cars
Trucks
He's not good at counting but he does say "two".
Things he doesn't neccessarily care about:
Talking
Sitting still
Flowers
Most foods
Things he does not like a bit:
Diaper changes
Many foods
Getting clean any time
Favorite things to do:
Hit
Throw (EVERYTHING!)
Kick
Roar
Make anyone and everyone laugh
Wave
Kiss his mama
He does a lot of animal sounds. Our favorite is the kitty because he has the cutest, sweetest little meow ever. The bunny is cute because he scrunches up his nose and sniffs like a bunny. :)
He's the biggest cheeseball I've ever met. That kid is a serious ham. If you laugh, he will not stop. I love it.
He knows that white trucks mean dad is home. So every time a white truck drives by he says "Dad!" over and over again for a few minutes.
When he shows you his teeth he chomps them, he loves showing you his tongue, and when you ask him where his ears are he pulls them out as far as he can. It's hysterical. Oh yeah, and it's the cutest thing ever when he shows you his hands. And if he's standing when I ask him to show me his feet, he just comes and gets mine because he can't figure out how to show me his own.
Elmo is "baby". We try hard but to no avail. Elmo is definitely "baby".
If I turn on the TV he goes right away to sit on the chair. (Otherwise he stands like a foot away from the TV and I don't like that at all).
He's NEVER clean after we've been outside. Typically he requires a bath. He plays with the dirt every time and it seems like somehow he always finds water too. (Which makes mud).
After bath/pj time he sits on my lap in the rocking chair and we drink milk, praise Jesus and pray together. When we praise Jesus he raises his hands up and when we pray he folds them (or if he's really tired he just lays his head on my chest). It's 100% my favorite time of day and when you come I'll share and let you do all that with him. We giggle like crazy and usually call daddy back into the room at least a few times because Zechariah's being so cute he just HAS to see him! We rock, snuggle, hug and kiss like crazy. It's amazing. I can't wait for you to be able to do it. You'll cry hard. I promise.
I could go on and on and on (oh wait... I already did) but I will refrain from continuing. Hopefully now I will be tired enough to sleep.
Oh yeah... In case you read my blog and don't know me (highly unlikely), we're having another baby! I'm really excited but also very nervous as having a child is sort of a big deal. I'm due in November. I say November because my two due dates so far are November 6 and November 24. We shall see.
Another neat thing in my life is that my amazing husband is training for the Detroit marathon on October 17. Mark it on your calendars and feel free to come watch or sit at home and pray for him that day. I didn't really know anything about running before all of this (a little bit from my sister and dad being runners and me having a little stint a while back but all in all, not really anything) but I am learning a lot. Lessons so far:
A marathon is a big deal
Like a really big deal
When you run really far, you sweat
Like a lot
And eat
Like a lot
It's really neat and I think my husband is a total stud for doing it. It's a lot of time and dedication. He won't run anything less than 4 miles until the marathon and his long runs are getting really long (he ran 15 miles on Sunday and this Sunday is running 16). I'm really happy about all this :)
So this part is mainly for Emily... I am going to blog about Zechariah. Paragraphs are hard to write about him though so I'm not going to try.
His favorite things:
Balls
Sticks
Rocks
Water
Fruit
Cars
Trucks
He's not good at counting but he does say "two".
Things he doesn't neccessarily care about:
Talking
Sitting still
Flowers
Most foods
Things he does not like a bit:
Diaper changes
Many foods
Getting clean any time
Favorite things to do:
Hit
Throw (EVERYTHING!)
Kick
Roar
Make anyone and everyone laugh
Wave
Kiss his mama
He does a lot of animal sounds. Our favorite is the kitty because he has the cutest, sweetest little meow ever. The bunny is cute because he scrunches up his nose and sniffs like a bunny. :)
He's the biggest cheeseball I've ever met. That kid is a serious ham. If you laugh, he will not stop. I love it.
He knows that white trucks mean dad is home. So every time a white truck drives by he says "Dad!" over and over again for a few minutes.
When he shows you his teeth he chomps them, he loves showing you his tongue, and when you ask him where his ears are he pulls them out as far as he can. It's hysterical. Oh yeah, and it's the cutest thing ever when he shows you his hands. And if he's standing when I ask him to show me his feet, he just comes and gets mine because he can't figure out how to show me his own.
Elmo is "baby". We try hard but to no avail. Elmo is definitely "baby".
If I turn on the TV he goes right away to sit on the chair. (Otherwise he stands like a foot away from the TV and I don't like that at all).
He's NEVER clean after we've been outside. Typically he requires a bath. He plays with the dirt every time and it seems like somehow he always finds water too. (Which makes mud).
After bath/pj time he sits on my lap in the rocking chair and we drink milk, praise Jesus and pray together. When we praise Jesus he raises his hands up and when we pray he folds them (or if he's really tired he just lays his head on my chest). It's 100% my favorite time of day and when you come I'll share and let you do all that with him. We giggle like crazy and usually call daddy back into the room at least a few times because Zechariah's being so cute he just HAS to see him! We rock, snuggle, hug and kiss like crazy. It's amazing. I can't wait for you to be able to do it. You'll cry hard. I promise.
I could go on and on and on (oh wait... I already did) but I will refrain from continuing. Hopefully now I will be tired enough to sleep.
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