Outside my window...it's raining on my awning.
I am thinking...that I have hor d'oeuvres for Life Group this Wednesday and if I don't kick this sickness in the butt I may need to trade with someone because let's face it, no one wants germs.
I am thankful for...my husband taking care of me and medication.
From the kitchen...ramen noodles and butter pecan ice cream. We don't do a whole lot of nuts in the house, but this is one I have to have every once in a while. Good thing the kid isn't allergic to pecans and there is no peanuts indicated anywhere on the packaging.
I am wearing...pajamas. Yep, took a bath and put pjs right back on.
I am creating...nothing. I'm not creative. Ok, wait, does this blog count?
I am going...nowhere today, because not to be redundant, but not feeling well.
I am reading...my mom would kill me for including these adjectives but cheesy, Christian romance novel. I like romance novels, but they have to be clean.
I am hoping...that no one else in my house gets sick.
I am hearing...the dishwasher going and the fan over my head. I realize it's winter but we are hot blooded in this house and I can't seem to regulate my heat over the last 24 hours.
Around the house...not too much. I saw a juice box a little boy is going to be throwing away when he gets home. Paul's work clothes that need to be folded and put away.
One of my favorite things...a salt bagel with cream cheese from the Bagel Factory on my way into work.
Ok...this was a first time for this one...........off to some Netflix.
I am on a journey to lose weight and continue on a quest to become a healither more productive person! I would also love to share my faith in the Lord above all else!!!!
Monday, January 23, 2012
Thursday, November 3, 2011
6 Years Ago Today.....and Yesterday!!!
Here is what happened 6 years ago (yesterday and today):
Six years ago yesterday it was a Wed. night and I went to the hospital to be observed because my blood pressure was really high. I had an appt. on Thursday for an NST (non-stress test) and to see the dr. at 10 and 10:50 am.
I was hooked up to the NST machine and things were fine. The baby’s heartrate wasn’t doing a whole of lot of reacting when they were moving, but still fine. Then all of a sudden the heartrate drops off. I thought the baby had moved. So, I waited and no one came. You see the NST room is in the back of the office where no one is and I get forgotten about. I tried moving it around and finally decided to go find a nurse asst. She came back in and couldn’t find it. She got another nurse asst. and she couldn’t find it. They got the Doppler, still couldn’t find it.
They take me up front to see the doctor. She gets out the Doppler and can’t find the heartrate. She brings the ultrasound machine into the room and calls the other doctor into the room. Of course by now I am crying. The other doctor came in the room. They were trying to whisper over my head. Then I am not sure if they could find the heartbeat or not, finally they did and began counting. The heartrate what I know now was in the 70’s.
By now they are calling 911. I had to get my cell phone and call P and my mom. P was taking M to the doctors because she was so sick. I had to track him down in the waiting room and to have them tell him to come because they were rushing me to the hospital by ambulance. Then I remembered to call back (even in the midst of craziness) to tell them I wasn’t going to the hospital we had planned on but to the one closest to my doctor’s office.
They called 911. They put me in an ambulance and we had a police escort to the hospital. I found out later that my blod pressure in the ambulance was 200/150.
I got to the hospital at approximately 12:00 pm and our baby BOY was born at 12:10 pm. He was born on Thursday, November 3rd at 12:10 pm. He weighed 8 lbs. 9 oz. and was 19 inches long. He has a head full of dark hair with natural highlights!
God was there with us that day. He protected L from all the harm that could have come to him. He protected me throughout the surgery and in the ambulence where my blood pressure was extremely high.
That's what happened 6 years ago today.
Six years ago yesterday it was a Wed. night and I went to the hospital to be observed because my blood pressure was really high. I had an appt. on Thursday for an NST (non-stress test) and to see the dr. at 10 and 10:50 am.
I was hooked up to the NST machine and things were fine. The baby’s heartrate wasn’t doing a whole of lot of reacting when they were moving, but still fine. Then all of a sudden the heartrate drops off. I thought the baby had moved. So, I waited and no one came. You see the NST room is in the back of the office where no one is and I get forgotten about. I tried moving it around and finally decided to go find a nurse asst. She came back in and couldn’t find it. She got another nurse asst. and she couldn’t find it. They got the Doppler, still couldn’t find it.
They take me up front to see the doctor. She gets out the Doppler and can’t find the heartrate. She brings the ultrasound machine into the room and calls the other doctor into the room. Of course by now I am crying. The other doctor came in the room. They were trying to whisper over my head. Then I am not sure if they could find the heartbeat or not, finally they did and began counting. The heartrate what I know now was in the 70’s.
By now they are calling 911. I had to get my cell phone and call P and my mom. P was taking M to the doctors because she was so sick. I had to track him down in the waiting room and to have them tell him to come because they were rushing me to the hospital by ambulance. Then I remembered to call back (even in the midst of craziness) to tell them I wasn’t going to the hospital we had planned on but to the one closest to my doctor’s office.
They called 911. They put me in an ambulance and we had a police escort to the hospital. I found out later that my blod pressure in the ambulance was 200/150.
I got to the hospital at approximately 12:00 pm and our baby BOY was born at 12:10 pm. He was born on Thursday, November 3rd at 12:10 pm. He weighed 8 lbs. 9 oz. and was 19 inches long. He has a head full of dark hair with natural highlights!
God was there with us that day. He protected L from all the harm that could have come to him. He protected me throughout the surgery and in the ambulence where my blood pressure was extremely high.
That's what happened 6 years ago today.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
5 years ago today.....
Here is what happened 5 years ago (yesterday and today):
Five years ago yesterday it was a Wed. night and I went to the hospital to be observed because my blood pressure was really high. I had an appt. on Thursday for an NST (non-stress test) and to see the dr. at 10 and 10:50 am.
I was hooked up to the NST machine and things were fine. The baby’s heartrate wasn’t doing a whole of lot of reacting when they were moving, but still fine. Then all of a sudden the heartrate drops off. I thought the baby had moved. So, I waited and no one came. You see the NST room is in the back of the office where no one is and I get forgotten about. I tried moving it around and finally decided to go find a nurse asst. She came back in and couldn’t find it. She got another nurse asst. and she couldn’t find it. They got the Doppler, still couldn’t find it.
They take me up front to see the doctor. She gets out the Doppler and can’t find the heartrate. She brings the ultrasound machine into the room and calls the other doctor into the room. Of course by now I am crying. The other doctor came in the room. They were trying to whisper over my head. Then I am not sure if they could find the heartbeat or not, finally they did and began counting. The heartrate what I know now was in the 70’s.
By now they are calling 911. I had to get my cell phone and call P and my mom. P was taking M to the doctors because she was so sick. I had to track him down in the waiting room and to have them tell him to come because they were rushing me to the hospital by ambulance. Then I remembered to call back (even in the midst of craziness) to tell them I wasn’t going to the hospital we had planned on but to the one closest to my doctor’s office.
They called 911. They put me in an ambulance and we had a police escort to the hospital. I found out later that my blod pressure in the ambulance was 200/150.
I got to the hospital at approximately 12:00 pm and our baby BOY was born at 12:10 pm. He was born on Thursday, November 3rd at 12:10 pm. He weighed 8 lbs. 9 oz. and was 19 inches long. He has a head full of dark hair with natural highlights!
God was there with us that day. He protected L from all the harm that could have come to him. He protected me throughout the surgery and in the ambulence where my blood pressure was extremely high.
That's what happened 5 years ago today.
Five years ago yesterday it was a Wed. night and I went to the hospital to be observed because my blood pressure was really high. I had an appt. on Thursday for an NST (non-stress test) and to see the dr. at 10 and 10:50 am.
I was hooked up to the NST machine and things were fine. The baby’s heartrate wasn’t doing a whole of lot of reacting when they were moving, but still fine. Then all of a sudden the heartrate drops off. I thought the baby had moved. So, I waited and no one came. You see the NST room is in the back of the office where no one is and I get forgotten about. I tried moving it around and finally decided to go find a nurse asst. She came back in and couldn’t find it. She got another nurse asst. and she couldn’t find it. They got the Doppler, still couldn’t find it.
They take me up front to see the doctor. She gets out the Doppler and can’t find the heartrate. She brings the ultrasound machine into the room and calls the other doctor into the room. Of course by now I am crying. The other doctor came in the room. They were trying to whisper over my head. Then I am not sure if they could find the heartbeat or not, finally they did and began counting. The heartrate what I know now was in the 70’s.
By now they are calling 911. I had to get my cell phone and call P and my mom. P was taking M to the doctors because she was so sick. I had to track him down in the waiting room and to have them tell him to come because they were rushing me to the hospital by ambulance. Then I remembered to call back (even in the midst of craziness) to tell them I wasn’t going to the hospital we had planned on but to the one closest to my doctor’s office.
They called 911. They put me in an ambulance and we had a police escort to the hospital. I found out later that my blod pressure in the ambulance was 200/150.
I got to the hospital at approximately 12:00 pm and our baby BOY was born at 12:10 pm. He was born on Thursday, November 3rd at 12:10 pm. He weighed 8 lbs. 9 oz. and was 19 inches long. He has a head full of dark hair with natural highlights!
God was there with us that day. He protected L from all the harm that could have come to him. He protected me throughout the surgery and in the ambulence where my blood pressure was extremely high.
That's what happened 5 years ago today.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
It's time to quit playing around.....
I posted something on my FB page today. I read of yet another earthquake, this time in Taiwan. When I heard this it draws me back to the Gospels where it speaks of wars, earthquakes....people, we are getting close.
I know those of us that were raised in a Pentecostal environment we have always heard about the Rapture and how it's getting close, but man, I can't help to think we are getting close.
Now mind you God's time is so different than ours, but what if this is it? What if the time on this Earth is wrapping up? Am I sure that God would welcome me into His kingdom?
Often, I know I fall short. Yes, I go to church. Yes, I love God. But, is my life what it should be? No. I don't know. But, see that's the problem. I should know without a doubt.
We all sin. We ALL sin. And, no sin is bigger than another, well, except one. I have such a hard time with that. I know we all do, but God is a black and white God. It either is, or it isn't.
I have so much work on myself to do. I should say, I need God to do so much work in me. My heart feels like it has gotten so hardened. It needs softening. My devotion and prayer time. Oh my goodness, does it need work.
I often feel alone in this walk, like I am the only one who worries am I going to make it? The sad thing is that I had these same thoughts as a teenager and thought once I am a grown up, I will be ok. Geez, I am going to be 35 years old this year, you can't get more grown up than that!
My heart loves the Lord. I am concerned for others, especially family and friends that don't know the Lord. But, I feel like I am short on what I should be.....
Am I alone?
I know those of us that were raised in a Pentecostal environment we have always heard about the Rapture and how it's getting close, but man, I can't help to think we are getting close.
Now mind you God's time is so different than ours, but what if this is it? What if the time on this Earth is wrapping up? Am I sure that God would welcome me into His kingdom?
Often, I know I fall short. Yes, I go to church. Yes, I love God. But, is my life what it should be? No. I don't know. But, see that's the problem. I should know without a doubt.
We all sin. We ALL sin. And, no sin is bigger than another, well, except one. I have such a hard time with that. I know we all do, but God is a black and white God. It either is, or it isn't.
I have so much work on myself to do. I should say, I need God to do so much work in me. My heart feels like it has gotten so hardened. It needs softening. My devotion and prayer time. Oh my goodness, does it need work.
I often feel alone in this walk, like I am the only one who worries am I going to make it? The sad thing is that I had these same thoughts as a teenager and thought once I am a grown up, I will be ok. Geez, I am going to be 35 years old this year, you can't get more grown up than that!
My heart loves the Lord. I am concerned for others, especially family and friends that don't know the Lord. But, I feel like I am short on what I should be.....
Am I alone?
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Contemplating
I've been contemplating blogging all day.
It started first thing this morning when I woke up. I had a dream. I have LOTS of dreams (you can read about another dream here). I had a dream that someone who died, came back to the earth. His family was so thrilled to see him and he put on his best face. When I asked him how Heaven was he didn't really answer me too much. I asked him if he went to Heaven, he said no.
As I am sitting here in the dark thinking about this, my heart is beating just a little faster and I could almost feel tears down my face.
I feel the need to blog, like the Lord is asking me to blog. I have so much to say, but so scared to hurt feelings, but I have to do what I feel HE wants me to do.
Anyone who knows me, knows I love. I don't like to hurt anyone. I don't like when people hurt.
Heaven and Hell are real places. I believe it. And I also believe someday we are all going to one place or the other. God has made a way for us to get to Heaven. His name is Jesus. Jesus came to earth and suffered the most horrifying death imaginable.
Lots of people believe a lot of things. I believe in the Bible cover to cover. My Bible doesn't say anywhere that just by being a good person you can go to Heaven. It tells me that I have to confess that Jesus is Lord, that He died on the cross and rose again on the third day. I also have to ask Him for forgiveness.
I also believe that we all sin. We ALL sin. But, if we continue to sin and not strive to do the things God asks of us, then He can't accept us into Heaven.
I don't think God asks too much of us. But, just like anyone, He has standards.
I love all of my family and friends. I don't want anyone to miss out on Heaven because I didn't tell them how much God loves them and just wants us to turn from what deceives us and turn to Him.
This CHRISTmas season, I am thankful for Him. Because without that Gift, I would be lost.
It started first thing this morning when I woke up. I had a dream. I have LOTS of dreams (you can read about another dream here). I had a dream that someone who died, came back to the earth. His family was so thrilled to see him and he put on his best face. When I asked him how Heaven was he didn't really answer me too much. I asked him if he went to Heaven, he said no.
As I am sitting here in the dark thinking about this, my heart is beating just a little faster and I could almost feel tears down my face.
I feel the need to blog, like the Lord is asking me to blog. I have so much to say, but so scared to hurt feelings, but I have to do what I feel HE wants me to do.
Anyone who knows me, knows I love. I don't like to hurt anyone. I don't like when people hurt.
Heaven and Hell are real places. I believe it. And I also believe someday we are all going to one place or the other. God has made a way for us to get to Heaven. His name is Jesus. Jesus came to earth and suffered the most horrifying death imaginable.
Lots of people believe a lot of things. I believe in the Bible cover to cover. My Bible doesn't say anywhere that just by being a good person you can go to Heaven. It tells me that I have to confess that Jesus is Lord, that He died on the cross and rose again on the third day. I also have to ask Him for forgiveness.
I also believe that we all sin. We ALL sin. But, if we continue to sin and not strive to do the things God asks of us, then He can't accept us into Heaven.
I don't think God asks too much of us. But, just like anyone, He has standards.
I love all of my family and friends. I don't want anyone to miss out on Heaven because I didn't tell them how much God loves them and just wants us to turn from what deceives us and turn to Him.
This CHRISTmas season, I am thankful for Him. Because without that Gift, I would be lost.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Santa Claus
So, last night my darling daughter *ahem* dd for short, stopped herself before going to bed to stand in front of me to tell me very close to this......a couple of years ago, I saw wrapping paper here that was the same paper that was on my Christmas presents.
Busted.
You know what is the funniest part about this....I remember seeing her see it. It was in a closet either in the front coat closet or in the bottom of my closet. She stopped and saw it and moved on. Last night I was a bit thankful for ADHD - I because I was able to distract her from continuing on with the conversation. It went a bit of something like this.....M go to the bathroom and brush your teeth to get ready for bed. And that was it on the conversation.
Thinking about this, we have never really done the "Santa" thing. We don't put cookies out. We don't take the kids to see Santa at the mall. We've never really done the letters, but this year M is really is into it....I also think it may be close to being one of the last years she will be. We do wait to put gifts out until Christmas morning and no names are ever on the gifts. I don't know. I go back in forth in my head. Part of me thinks it's fine to let them pretend and part of me feels a bit like I'm lying. Just my personal conviction.
So, Santa. Do you remember when you stopped believing? I believe I was 8. My grandpa had gotten very sick and was in the hospital and my poor family was running up there often, trying to go to work, school, find babysitters, etc. Anyway, on Christmas Eve Santa always came to my grandparents house to deliver a few gifts there (and always at our house on Christmas morning, he came twice for us :-), but that year we didn't go there on Christmas Eve. Instead on Christmas morning, I believe, we woke up and found gifts under our tree. I remember I got a chair to go with my desk and on the chair was a note from Santa.......except it was my mom's handwriting.
So, tell me what you remember about figuring it out.
Busted.
You know what is the funniest part about this....I remember seeing her see it. It was in a closet either in the front coat closet or in the bottom of my closet. She stopped and saw it and moved on. Last night I was a bit thankful for ADHD - I because I was able to distract her from continuing on with the conversation. It went a bit of something like this.....M go to the bathroom and brush your teeth to get ready for bed. And that was it on the conversation.
Thinking about this, we have never really done the "Santa" thing. We don't put cookies out. We don't take the kids to see Santa at the mall. We've never really done the letters, but this year M is really is into it....I also think it may be close to being one of the last years she will be. We do wait to put gifts out until Christmas morning and no names are ever on the gifts. I don't know. I go back in forth in my head. Part of me thinks it's fine to let them pretend and part of me feels a bit like I'm lying. Just my personal conviction.
So, Santa. Do you remember when you stopped believing? I believe I was 8. My grandpa had gotten very sick and was in the hospital and my poor family was running up there often, trying to go to work, school, find babysitters, etc. Anyway, on Christmas Eve Santa always came to my grandparents house to deliver a few gifts there (and always at our house on Christmas morning, he came twice for us :-), but that year we didn't go there on Christmas Eve. Instead on Christmas morning, I believe, we woke up and found gifts under our tree. I remember I got a chair to go with my desk and on the chair was a note from Santa.......except it was my mom's handwriting.
So, tell me what you remember about figuring it out.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
4 years ago today......
Here is what happened 4 years ago (yesterday and today):
Four years ago yesterday it was a Wed. night and I went to the hospital to be observed because my blood pressure was really high. I had an appt. on Thursday for an NST (non-stress test) and to see the dr. at 10 and 10:50 am.
I was hooked up to the NST machine and things were fine. The baby’s heartrate wasn’t doing a whole of lot of reacting when they were moving, but still fine. Then all of a sudden the heartrate drops off. I thought the baby had moved. So, I waited and no one came. You see the NST room is in the back of the office where no one is and I get forgotten about. I tried moving it around and finally decided to go find a nurse asst. She came back in and couldn’t find it. She got another nurse asst. and she couldn’t find it. They got the Doppler, still couldn’t find it.
They take me up front to see the doctor. She gets out the Doppler and can’t find the heartrate. She brings the ultrasound machine into the room and calls the other doctor into the room. Of course by now I am crying. The other doctor came in the room. They were trying to whisper over my head. Then I am not sure if they could find the heartbeat or not, finally they did and began counting. The heartrate what I know now was in the 70’s.
By now they are calling 911. I had to get my cell phone and call P and my mom. P was taking M to the doctors because she was so sick. I had to track him down in the waiting room and to have them tell him to come because they were rushing me to the hospital by ambulance. Then I remembered to call back (even in the midst of craziness) to tell them I wasn’t going to the hospital we had planned on but to the one closest to my doctor’s office.
They called 911. They put me in an ambulance and we had a police escort to the hospital. I found out later that my blod pressure in the ambulance was 200/150.
I got to the hospital at approximately 12:00 pm and our baby BOY was born at 12:10 pm. He was born on Thursday, November 3rd at 12:10 pm. He weighed 8 lbs. 9 oz. and was 19 inches long. He has a head full of dark hair with natural highlights!
God was there with us that day. He protected L from all the harm that could have come to him. He protected me throughout the surgery and in the ambulence where my blood pressure was extremely high.
That's what happened 4 years ago today.
Four years ago yesterday it was a Wed. night and I went to the hospital to be observed because my blood pressure was really high. I had an appt. on Thursday for an NST (non-stress test) and to see the dr. at 10 and 10:50 am.
I was hooked up to the NST machine and things were fine. The baby’s heartrate wasn’t doing a whole of lot of reacting when they were moving, but still fine. Then all of a sudden the heartrate drops off. I thought the baby had moved. So, I waited and no one came. You see the NST room is in the back of the office where no one is and I get forgotten about. I tried moving it around and finally decided to go find a nurse asst. She came back in and couldn’t find it. She got another nurse asst. and she couldn’t find it. They got the Doppler, still couldn’t find it.
They take me up front to see the doctor. She gets out the Doppler and can’t find the heartrate. She brings the ultrasound machine into the room and calls the other doctor into the room. Of course by now I am crying. The other doctor came in the room. They were trying to whisper over my head. Then I am not sure if they could find the heartbeat or not, finally they did and began counting. The heartrate what I know now was in the 70’s.
By now they are calling 911. I had to get my cell phone and call P and my mom. P was taking M to the doctors because she was so sick. I had to track him down in the waiting room and to have them tell him to come because they were rushing me to the hospital by ambulance. Then I remembered to call back (even in the midst of craziness) to tell them I wasn’t going to the hospital we had planned on but to the one closest to my doctor’s office.
They called 911. They put me in an ambulance and we had a police escort to the hospital. I found out later that my blod pressure in the ambulance was 200/150.
I got to the hospital at approximately 12:00 pm and our baby BOY was born at 12:10 pm. He was born on Thursday, November 3rd at 12:10 pm. He weighed 8 lbs. 9 oz. and was 19 inches long. He has a head full of dark hair with natural highlights!
God was there with us that day. He protected L from all the harm that could have come to him. He protected me throughout the surgery and in the ambulence where my blood pressure was extremely high.
That's what happened 4 years ago today.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Decided I needed to blog.....
Today has been a very calm day. Quiet. Not a whole lot done, but relaxing. I love those days. This also probably would have been a great day to get my butt up and get to work. Clean, organize, all the things I keep putting off. Yet, here I sit.
The end of the school year is upon us. I am sad to see the people who love my kids and have taken care of them academically this year go, but unfortunately, that's life. I told M's teacher the other day we hoped he taught 4th grade next year. I wanted to let him know how much we have appreciated him and the work that he's done with her.
So, what are your plans for the summer? We have a few things that we would like to do. First and foremost is to get L potty trained. Ugh. I hate that he's behind in so many areas, but I have also see the progress that he's made this year. I am very proud of him and I love him so very, very much. This mommy is a very grateful one. Secondly, is to keep M on target for 4th grade. I have decided this is the summer to push more independence and so I am creating a chore chart. Yes, it will be chores along with school initiatives like study island and reading. I told her she could earn money or toys. She has chosen toys. And I am sure that will translate into a new DS game or two. But, if she works hard, she will have earned it. My final goal for the summer is to take the kids down south to visit my family. I want to meet new family members I have never met and for them to meet my family.
I would love to get comments on my blog, so feel free. Also, here is my second question for you, what blogs do you read? Currently this is the list that I try keep up on:
http://heygoditsmeangela.blogspot.com/
http://www.audreycaroline.blogspot.com/
http://jecossey.blogspot.com/
http://cfhusband.blogspot.com/
http://dietzelfamily.blogspot.com/
http://covenantalk.wordpress.com/
http://www.glamour.com/sex-love-life/blogs/storked/ (this is a blog from a single mom's point of view)
http://kayleighannefreeman.blogspot.com/
http://www.andersonjunglegym.blogspot.com/
http://www.mattlogelin.com/ (WARNING: Matt uses VERY, VERY strong language, he has a wonderful/awful story to tell, but his language, well....not so much...PLEASE be warned!!!!!)
http://www.mycharmingkids.net/
http://thecarlton.blogspot.com/
The end of the school year is upon us. I am sad to see the people who love my kids and have taken care of them academically this year go, but unfortunately, that's life. I told M's teacher the other day we hoped he taught 4th grade next year. I wanted to let him know how much we have appreciated him and the work that he's done with her.
So, what are your plans for the summer? We have a few things that we would like to do. First and foremost is to get L potty trained. Ugh. I hate that he's behind in so many areas, but I have also see the progress that he's made this year. I am very proud of him and I love him so very, very much. This mommy is a very grateful one. Secondly, is to keep M on target for 4th grade. I have decided this is the summer to push more independence and so I am creating a chore chart. Yes, it will be chores along with school initiatives like study island and reading. I told her she could earn money or toys. She has chosen toys. And I am sure that will translate into a new DS game or two. But, if she works hard, she will have earned it. My final goal for the summer is to take the kids down south to visit my family. I want to meet new family members I have never met and for them to meet my family.
I would love to get comments on my blog, so feel free. Also, here is my second question for you, what blogs do you read? Currently this is the list that I try keep up on:
http://heygoditsmeangela.blogspot.com/
http://www.audreycaroline.blogspot.com/
http://jecossey.blogspot.com/
http://cfhusband.blogspot.com/
http://dietzelfamily.blogspot.com/
http://covenantalk.wordpress.com/
http://www.glamour.com/sex-love-life/blogs/storked/ (this is a blog from a single mom's point of view)
http://kayleighannefreeman.blogspot.com/
http://www.andersonjunglegym.blogspot.com/
http://www.mattlogelin.com/ (WARNING: Matt uses VERY, VERY strong language, he has a wonderful/awful story to tell, but his language, well....not so much...PLEASE be warned!!!!!)
http://www.mycharmingkids.net/
http://thecarlton.blogspot.com/
Monday, May 18, 2009
Tonight
Anyone who knows me really well, knows I don't sleep well. A while ago I was diagnosed with slight sleep apnea when I sleep on my back. Well, that doesn't really help me, since I don't sleep on my back. I just constantly dream all night long. Sometimes good dreams, sometimes not so good. But, none the less, my brain doesn't shut off at night.
On Saturday night I stayed up and watched most of SNL. I finally drifted off to sleep around 1ish. Thus began my long night. I had dream on top of dream, mostly not good. I finally woke up around 8:45 am and was exhausted. I decided to go ahead and stay home from church.
Fast forward to this morning. Since I didn't sleep well on Saturday night, I ended up taking a nap on Sunday. Thus began a terrible cycle. I was up until about 3:30 am last night. So, when the alarm went off at 7:30 today, again, exhausted. But, I got up. A little while ago I was laying in bed, again going to nap (don't you just love a good nap?) and a thought flew into my head.
"Christ is coming tonight"......
Now the Bible says no man knows the day nor the hour. But I thought, hmmm. What if we did know He was coming back tonight? Would I really be laying here in bed trying to sleep? No, I would be telling everyone that doesn't have a relationship with Him all about Him.
Let me tell you about Jesus. He is so much more than I can put into words. You know those times in your life when you just don't think you can take anymore, or you cannot handle one more thing. He is the One that comforts me.
When I was in an ambulance racing to the closest hospital thinking that my baby could be dying, did I spend the entire time crying? NO! I was praying. My family was praying. My church was praying. L is alive and well because of prayers to my God!!
I have had a lot of depression in my heart throughout my teenage and early adult years. God is a Healer. He helped me to realize that life is hard, but it isn't as hard as we make it out to be.
He's my forgiver. Am I sinner? YES! We all are. But, by His grace, and His alone, I am forgiven. Have I ever killed someone? No. Have I ever lied? Yes. Sin is sin. God is a great big God! He created the entire universe. Don't you think He can forgive you? Of course He can. He's God. He can do whatever He wants. And trust me, He loves you and wants to forgive your sin.
The Bible tells me that no sin can enter Heaven. That's why I am writing this. If He truly were to come today, would you be with us in Heaven? Being a good person is wonderful. But, just being good won't get you into Heaven. Jesus would never have had to die on the cross if that were the case. We cannot work our way into Heaven. In 2 Timothy 1:9 it says, "who has saved us and called us with a holy calling, not according to our works, but according to His own purpose and grace which was given to us in Christ Jesus before time began".
I love you and want to know that I did everything in my power to tell you about the love of God. He sent His One and Only Son to die for us (John 3:16). That all we need to do is to ask Jesus to forgive your sin, confess that you know that Jesus died and was raised from the dead and believe it in your heart and you will be saved (Romans 10:9).
I don't ever want to think I could have done more to tell you. I want you to know I love you and am fighting for your soul.
I am here for anything. Questions, for you to be angry at me and me still want you to know how much I care for you and your soul. Please don't disregard this. Just think on it.
On Saturday night I stayed up and watched most of SNL. I finally drifted off to sleep around 1ish. Thus began my long night. I had dream on top of dream, mostly not good. I finally woke up around 8:45 am and was exhausted. I decided to go ahead and stay home from church.
Fast forward to this morning. Since I didn't sleep well on Saturday night, I ended up taking a nap on Sunday. Thus began a terrible cycle. I was up until about 3:30 am last night. So, when the alarm went off at 7:30 today, again, exhausted. But, I got up. A little while ago I was laying in bed, again going to nap (don't you just love a good nap?) and a thought flew into my head.
"Christ is coming tonight"......
Now the Bible says no man knows the day nor the hour. But I thought, hmmm. What if we did know He was coming back tonight? Would I really be laying here in bed trying to sleep? No, I would be telling everyone that doesn't have a relationship with Him all about Him.
Let me tell you about Jesus. He is so much more than I can put into words. You know those times in your life when you just don't think you can take anymore, or you cannot handle one more thing. He is the One that comforts me.
When I was in an ambulance racing to the closest hospital thinking that my baby could be dying, did I spend the entire time crying? NO! I was praying. My family was praying. My church was praying. L is alive and well because of prayers to my God!!
I have had a lot of depression in my heart throughout my teenage and early adult years. God is a Healer. He helped me to realize that life is hard, but it isn't as hard as we make it out to be.
He's my forgiver. Am I sinner? YES! We all are. But, by His grace, and His alone, I am forgiven. Have I ever killed someone? No. Have I ever lied? Yes. Sin is sin. God is a great big God! He created the entire universe. Don't you think He can forgive you? Of course He can. He's God. He can do whatever He wants. And trust me, He loves you and wants to forgive your sin.
The Bible tells me that no sin can enter Heaven. That's why I am writing this. If He truly were to come today, would you be with us in Heaven? Being a good person is wonderful. But, just being good won't get you into Heaven. Jesus would never have had to die on the cross if that were the case. We cannot work our way into Heaven. In 2 Timothy 1:9 it says, "who has saved us and called us with a holy calling, not according to our works, but according to His own purpose and grace which was given to us in Christ Jesus before time began".
I love you and want to know that I did everything in my power to tell you about the love of God. He sent His One and Only Son to die for us (John 3:16). That all we need to do is to ask Jesus to forgive your sin, confess that you know that Jesus died and was raised from the dead and believe it in your heart and you will be saved (Romans 10:9).
I don't ever want to think I could have done more to tell you. I want you to know I love you and am fighting for your soul.
I am here for anything. Questions, for you to be angry at me and me still want you to know how much I care for you and your soul. Please don't disregard this. Just think on it.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Life
You know, when life gets hard it is sometimes hard to remember that it goes so very quickly....
Baby Kayleigh passed away yesterday. I don't know this family personally. But, my heart breaks for them. It has been such a difficult year I am sure for them. They were never allowed to take their baby home from the hospital. Their other two children had only seen their sister once in like an 8 month time period. Hard. Awful. Sad.
I am thankful today for my children. Both of whom can talk, walk, eat, play, smile, laugh. I am going to try today to be more patient. To remember that time goes by so quickly. To make more time to laugh together. To smile. To remember they will not always be this age. I will love listening to them make each other laugh.
I will also be thinking about the Freeman family this week. I pray God's tremendous comfort for them. That only He can give. I will pray for the other two children, who I am sure are confused and sad. But, glad to see mom and dad.
Join me in holding your loved ones a little closer today, because we can.
For those of us that have lost children, remember your hurt and pray for the Freeman's.
Baby Kayleigh passed away yesterday. I don't know this family personally. But, my heart breaks for them. It has been such a difficult year I am sure for them. They were never allowed to take their baby home from the hospital. Their other two children had only seen their sister once in like an 8 month time period. Hard. Awful. Sad.
I am thankful today for my children. Both of whom can talk, walk, eat, play, smile, laugh. I am going to try today to be more patient. To remember that time goes by so quickly. To make more time to laugh together. To smile. To remember they will not always be this age. I will love listening to them make each other laugh.
I will also be thinking about the Freeman family this week. I pray God's tremendous comfort for them. That only He can give. I will pray for the other two children, who I am sure are confused and sad. But, glad to see mom and dad.
Join me in holding your loved ones a little closer today, because we can.
For those of us that have lost children, remember your hurt and pray for the Freeman's.
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