Monday, September 12, 2011

Introducing....

"Lady" Liberty!


Adopted on 9/11/2011, named in honor of all the victims of 9/11 and their families, and for our family and friends who have or are serving in the armed forces.

In case you were wondering, she is a mostly collie mix. And is very cute and sweet. She likes to chew shoes (bad doggie!), loves tennis balls and scrap paper, and prefers to sleep either on you or next to or alone, but NOT cuddling up WITH you. She is a doll, but if you mess with her she will mess with you right back. Which is good - Will needs someone to put him in his place! ;o)

Saturday, September 10, 2011

10 Years Ago...

I was a college student. I wasn't married. I didn't have children. I slept late as usual and rushed to class. The day was particularly gorgeous. I remember that distinctly. I walked into the history building, and got into the elevator with a couple other students who were in my class.

It's interesting to me now, that I can remember tiny details about this day. I remember what the building looked like as I approached it. I remember the smell in the air - fall approaching but not yet here. Just a hint of it in the still warm air that was crisp because the heat of the day wasn't upon us yet. I remember where exactly I stood in the elevator. I remember thoughts I was thinking. I had no idea at that moment that I was going to hear terrible news. In that moment the world was beautiful and perfect. The day was a blessing. I remember being unusually happy that day because of the weather. So strange. In the elevator, my classmates looked sad. I felt wonderful, and I thought I should say something to be friendly. I usually am a shy and more reserved person with people I do not know well...but that day I felt I should say something. "What a beautiful day" I sighed. Only to then see tears form in the eyes of a girl in the elevator, and for another one to say "You don't know what happened, do you?". Then they told me.

And I couldn't breathe. It really felt like everything stopped. It wasn't real. Nothing like this had ever happened before. I mean, there was Desert Storm...but I was young and even though I had friends whose parents were soldiers, I was just too young to truly understand then what war was. And when I was a child I lived in the town where the Luby's massacre happened. That affected me in many ways, but this was different. This felt...personal. It felt like a stab at my heart. I felt sick, and yet I was surrounded by so much beauty that day. I have heard that a lot of people remember that day as being particularly beautiful. I wonder if it really was, and if God knew what sad things would happen, and was showing His goodness and love to us in that beautiful day, or if we all just remember it as being so beautiful because we have to have some goodness about that day to keep going, to give ourselves comfort and hope.

Classes were canceled. I gathered with my boyfriend (now husband) and his best friend in their dorm room. We watched. My history teacher who had dismissed us from class, told us to go and watch the news. That this was history unfolding. This was our World War II. This was our Civil War. This was our Revolution. This would change us she said. And that we needed to watch. So we did. And we cried. And we hurt. I was angry and couldn't believe what was happening. Back then, my faith was not strong. I had no pillar of strength in Jesus.

We all remember that day. Where we were. What we were doing. The sights and smells surrounding us. We all cried. That day we were all together. No matter what our political ideas or our place in the social order, we were Americans. We loved each other. We were truly United. In the past 10 years, things have changed again. We have forgotten what it was truly like that day, and how we all came together in love. I know tomorrow will be hard for so many people. I want to ask you all to pray for the families who are missing their loved ones. For the children who never got to know their parents. For parents who lost their children. Pray for our country to remember the unity we had. The love that was shown immediately following this tragedy. Pray for God to love and forgive us and to just hold us all in His hands. And remember. Just like we watched tv that day as things unfolded, remind yourself tomorrow. It doesn't have to be of the towers. But read or learn about some of the people who were there that day. Who sacrificed so much for others. There is a glimpse of Jesus in so many of these people and their stories from that day. Don't let the day pass by without remembering. Don't be sad. Don't let the terrorists steal the joy from this day forever. Rejoice in our survival, in the Christlike love that was shown that day, rejoice in your family and in the beautiful day that God is blessing us with. But please don't forget. Live tomorrow to its absolute fullest.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

And a one, and a two, and a three...

I haven't felt much like blogging lately. Don't know what to say really. Too much to actually go and do, not enough time to take life and make it into a blog post. So let me just a quick bullet posts of some things that pop into mind, and hopefully it will at least entertain you all. =o)

  • I asked our Compassion child to pray for us, because Texas is in a seriously bad drought. Ever since I asked him and his family to pray for us, it rained HUGELY and unexpectedly one night, and now we have a tropical storm possibly headed our way. I should have put him and his family on prayer detail months ago. ;o)
  • Abby started a running program. I had hoped it would be a good experience for her. Sadly, she hates it. Not because of the running, but because of one rude and mean little girl. Sigh. Why do girls have to be like that? From childhood and even into adulthood we tear each other down and just try to break each other. Why is that? It hurts me to see Abby hurting because of another person's mean words. We talked about how important it was for her to keep showing this girl kindness and to keep her heart turned towards God - that maybe she would be an example to this other little girl in her attitude and faith. I told her that the other little girl probably isn't upset about being mean to others, and so Abby shouldn't let her mean words hurt her so deeply and let her day be ruined by someone else like that. I told her Jesus gives people different gifts, and so what if that girl is good at running? Good for her, but Abby has other gifts and as long as her heart is turned after Christ then she is seeking after the more important things. I still wanted to go punch that little girl though. And her mom. Sigh. See what I mean?! haha.
  • I bought a new coffee maker. My little cheap one lasted me 2.5 years. But it was taking far too long to brew coffee, and the process of cleaning that sucker well enough to get it to make coffee even reasonably fast was not worth how much I paid for it. So I went and bought myself a bigger cheap coffee maker for $24. haha! Lets see if this one can outlast the little one!
  • I ordered a new bedroom set for us, for our new bed we are getting next week. I wasn't going to get it quite yet, but the one I was keeping an eye on went on clearance today for 50% off and I was worried it would be gone next week, so I went ahead and grabbed it. It is so beautiful and just rich. I love love love fall colors, and this comforter just oozes fall out of its being. I love it. Come this time next week I will be wrapping myself up in fall wonderfulness, in my bed if not in the weather here. We still have several months of summer left in these parts. By winter I might get some fall like temperatures! =o)
  • I am coming to realize that while knowledge is important and good to have, love is much more so. How often have I sought after an intellectual knowledge of God, and neglected loving Him and loving others in His name? I missed the bigger picture for years. I hope I can slowly remedy that and keep turning my heart closer and closer to my Creator.